“You seem surprised,” she said quietly. You never wondered why a man my age spent every weekend with a guy who thinks he's twenty-five years old?
I left the dishes on the table slowly.
—Es mi hijo, Richard. Sea lo que sea lo que creas que es esto, quiero que tengas cuidado con tus próximas palabras.
Sonrió, y fue la expresión más gélida que había visto en toda la noche.
What is that supposed to mean?
“It means,” he came a little closer, “that you were the one I was looking for from the beginning.
I was out of breath.
“I knew Tyler’s father,” he continued. And before he abandoned you and the boy, Carl took something from me.
I held on to the edge of the sink.
What are you talking about?
“From a box.” His voice became sharper. A wooden box, with hand-carved flowers on the sides, more or less of this size.
