Chapter 15

She was a grown woman, carrying his child, but in his eyes, she was still the little girl who loved cartoons.

"You don't like it?" he asked, turning to her. He wiped a tear from the corner of her eye with his thumb.

Latisha quickly composed herself and nodded, signing, *I love it.*

His phone buzzed incessantly. After two episodes, he finally answered it.

"Where are you?" Yesenia's voice crackled through the phone.

"Home."

The word was like a knife in Yesenia's heart. "Home? Then what's this, a hotel?"