Hector decided to talk to the security men about letting Miguel see Bonita. It would be one last time before she goes to prison. Hector tapped the security man's shoulder two times. The security man turned around. He turned out to be big and buff, which made Hector feel nervous.
"Come on ,Hector!",shouted Miguel in the background.
Hector smiled nervously at him, giving him a chuckle. The security man puffed out his large chest.
"Okay um so...that's my great-great grandson over there. He wants to say goodbye to Bonita. Soooo...can we make this quick? These two could say goodbye or...", stopped Hector.
"Nobody ever goes near a criminal if ,she or he, is armed or not." recited the security man.
"Oh sir please I swear this little girl doesn't carry or bring a gun to the land of the living.",explained Hector.
"Yeah I'm only 11!", shouted Bonita.
"Quiet!", shouted the second security guard as he looked over at Hector.
"We're sorry, but ,your great-great grandson is not allowed to see Bonita." humphed the second security man as he walked away.
The other security man dragged Bonita. Hector turned away. Miguel saw the whole thing he looked speechless.
"I'm so sorry, Miguel. I tried.",said Hector softly.
He tried to calm Miguel down.Miguel pushed Hector away!
"No, I'm going to see Bonita! No matter what they say!",yelled Miguel as he ran off.
"Miguel!", called out Imelda. Miguel ignored Imelda and headed straight to go see Bonita.