Chapter 1
Ruben told me that the birth of
Milena and
Tiara s love tor me outweighed their
reservations about me. On the
mountain, I had
already gone tar too tar. The rest
was just me
trying to make things right in
their minds.
Ruben thought I dida good job.
When I entered the kitchen, I noticed
something incredible. Yana and
my mother at
their desks. Yana, who seemed to
be in control,
and my mother, who was happy to obey
charade-like orders. It was some
sort of bonding
experience tor the two ot them. 1
stood against
the doortrame, staring at them as they worked.
inquired of my mother. She raised her eyes,
her hands caked in brown tlour.
Thave no idea, she responded with a smile, it
smells delicious, butI dont know what it is
called. She sure is a fine chet, she said, tilting
her head toward Yana. Yana shitted her gaze
to me.
"Good Chef," I said, pointing at her, unsure if
there was a word tor cook or it the meaning
was needed. Yana grinned and mumbled
Tbelieve you re a strong helper,"
I said once
more.
Tm dying to taste the results," my
mother said,
"it's kind of fun." "You just don't
need words, you
and Tiara? she asked after a
short pause.
"Nope,"I said smiling, "we figure out the
important stuff and ignore the
little things. It's
more honest that way. I suspect
well have our
first fight once we learn to talk"
My mother
laughed, and Yana just shrugged
her shoulders.
Tm sorry I tried to keep you two
apart, my
mother apologized, "I should have
just trusted
Tknow mom, I said quietly, Tm
Sorry tor
hanging up on you.
1 deserved it," she said, nodding
her head,
though not answering my other
calls was just
rude. She was smiling so| laughed.
It was the
right reaction. She meant it was
rude, but she
understood. I wouldn't dare ignore
the next call.
stood
next call.
I left them there before they
drafted me to
help.
The weather was pertect. Summer was
breathing its last gasp addinga
subtle warmth
to the impending fall weather. The
trees were
just beginning to change to their
autumn dress,
But they still held tight to their leaves. The man
the bagS and
baskets of food and implements
to the park.
My mother walked with Tiara,
insisting on
carrying Milena. Tiara smiled at
me every time
she caught my eye. There was a
new happiness
there, something had shifted
now that my
parents were on board.
We pulled two picnic tables
together and
covered them with a white sheet
that Yana had
brought. Davit tacked the cover
to the table in
a practiced maneuver that indicated
the family
picnicked often. We were joined
shortly by an
older couple, Raphael and Elina.
Raphael1
s uncle. They brought Tiaras
Grandmother with them. She was
introduced as
Meemaw and obviously held in
high regard.
For a woman who could barely
walk, her mind
seemed very alert as she watched
me like a
hawk. Her gray hair was pulled
tight to her
head and secured in a single
ponytail. It gave
her an old strict schoolmarm look.
Every time
caught her looking at me, I smiled.
She would
match my smile with her own,
though I wasn't
sure it it was torced like mine.
Tiara whispered something to
Bonnie who
leaned over and translated to
me. It seems
Meemaw was suspicious of my
intentions with
her granddaughter. I wasn't sure
anything about it. Time would
eventually prove
me honorable.
The food was excellent. Everyone spent
considerable amount of time
thanking Yana
and my mother tor the teast. Armen
broke out
a bottle ot red wine and poured
everyonea
small dixie cup. Not exactly the
Ritz, but it wa
appropriate for the surroundings.
He then
a quick speech that Ruben translated




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