I arrived at my parents’ San Angeles home. I was still sitting in my car, preparing myself to have the ‘talk’ with my grandmother.
“Alex, you here?” I asked.
“Yes.”
I heard him from the passenger seat next to me, I looked at the empty space as if I was facing him.
“To be honest, I’m a bit scared,” I nervously chuckled.
“Me too,” Alex said.
At least, I knew that both of us felt the same way.
I took a deep breath, pulled the key out, and opened the door.
“Okay, let’s go!” I said and walked to the front door.
Before I even reached the porch, I saw my Mom open the door and smiled at me.
“I was wondering if you were ever going to come in,” she grinned. “You spent so much time in San Rafael perhaps you forget your parents.”
“Hi, Mom.” I smiled and held her tight. It had been a while
