Leaving my in-laws’ house with nothing, my father-in-law asked me to take a garbage bag. As I opened the gate, a lump formed in my throat and my hands began to tremble at what I saw…

car stop.

I looked out of reflex.

An older man slowly got off the train.

I recognized him immediately.

Don Ernesto.

He looked older.

But his eyes were the same.

Relax.

He slowly approached the door.

—So… you did it —he said with a slight smile.

I felt a lump in my throat.

—I did it.

He looked at the restaurant for a few seconds.

—I knew you would.

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