Isabella

José dropped Horace and me off at Mia’s. As soon as Viviana answered the door, Mia was there with Jorge in her arms.

“You never called. How did your day go?”

“Other than a minor issue of going into shock, it improved.” I grinned. “I should have your program up-to-date by the end of the day tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow? Wow, you’re fantastic.”

We walked together past el Patrόn’s closed office door, past the kitchen where Viviana was ...