**Mateo

“Okay,” I said, indicating for Lucia to enter the bedroom.

She didn’t.

“Lucia?” I asked, beginning to stand.

Lucia waved me back down. She looked at the floor, biting her lip. “I… I guess I’m a little pissed off at you.”

“Okay,” I said again, feeling my temples begin to throb. Was there anyone who wasn’t pissed off at me today? “How can I help? Do you… need a hug?”

Lucia snorted. “Don’t even ...