He walked towards me.
We stood face to face.
For a few moments neither of them spoke.
Finally, he raised a hand and gently touched my face.
—We look very much alike…
I smiled through my tears.
-Yeah…
She smiled too.
It was the first smile since that conversation began.
Without thinking twice, he hugged me.
It was a long hug.
Silent.
A hug capable of recovering twenty lost years.
My mother burst into tears even harder.
My father put a hand to his face trying to hide his own tears.
When we finally parted ways, Sofia asked me a question I will never forget.
—What is Valentina like?
I smiled.
—She has the same smile as you.
She loves to read, cook, and always finds a way to make others laugh.
Sofia let out a small laugh.
—Then I think I’m going to love her very much.
