Chapter 4
It didn't last long.
Not even two hours later, Maria started to scream at the top of her lungs. Tulio felt even more exhausted than when he went to bed. "Miguel, go see what's wrong." he groaned.
"Why me? You go! I'm tired."
"And you think I'm just bouncin' off the walls? I'm sore, I have a terrible headache, and I haven't had a good night's sleep in two days. And besides, YOU said you wanted to keep her, not me. Now get off your ass and go help her!" Before Miguel Miguel could argue, Tulio began to snore lightly in his sleep.
With a loud, angry groan, he got out of his cot and crawled over to the baby. "Hey. What's the matter?" Maria answered him with a whimpering cry. "Well, um, I-I'm really tired, so just go back to sleep, alright?" She let out a loud scream and Miguel felt stupid. "Like THAT would of worked... All right. I'll hold you until you go to sleep." He gently picked her up off of the blanket and cradled her in his arms. "You know, I could have let you up there to die, but I'm too nice to do that. So you had better be grateful for the life we're giving you."
She looked up at him with big eyes and started to suck her thumb. "You're not even listening to me, are you? Well, I guess it's not your fault. You've only been in the world for a couple of days, abandoned, and picked up by a couple of crooks. But let me tell you, if any of the other guys had gotten to you before I did, you'd been sold for beer money... You are cute, though. I'll give you that. But you have caused nothing but trouble the moment I found you... Do you even know what I'm talking about?"
He looked down at the baby. She had fallen asleep while he was jabbering on about nothing.
Miguel sighed happily. "Thank God." He gently placed her back down on the floor and gently crept back to his bed. Before he laid down, though, he took one last look at her.
Her chest was rising and falling slowly, and he could hear her breathing. Every so often, he would see her little nose twitch, and he would even see her smile a little. Miguel was fascinated. He had seen his little sister as a baby, by now he was old enough to really appreciate it. How could something so small make his heart melt every time it made the slightest little movement? He then realized that he had fallen in love with her. He felt that he should give her everything in the world. He felt that he should give up his own life just to see her smile. He felt like... A father.
Miguel forgot all about his exhaustion, and spent the rest of the night watching her sleep.
It didn't last long.
Not even two hours later, Maria started to scream at the top of her lungs. Tulio felt even more exhausted than when he went to bed. "Miguel, go see what's wrong." he groaned.
"Why me? You go! I'm tired."
"And you think I'm just bouncin' off the walls? I'm sore, I have a terrible headache, and I haven't had a good night's sleep in two days. And besides, YOU said you wanted to keep her, not me. Now get off your ass and go help her!" Before Miguel Miguel could argue, Tulio began to snore lightly in his sleep.
With a loud, angry groan, he got out of his cot and crawled over to the baby. "Hey. What's the matter?" Maria answered him with a whimpering cry. "Well, um, I-I'm really tired, so just go back to sleep, alright?" She let out a loud scream and Miguel felt stupid. "Like THAT would of worked... All right. I'll hold you until you go to sleep." He gently picked her up off of the blanket and cradled her in his arms. "You know, I could have let you up there to die, but I'm too nice to do that. So you had better be grateful for the life we're giving you."
She looked up at him with big eyes and started to suck her thumb. "You're not even listening to me, are you? Well, I guess it's not your fault. You've only been in the world for a couple of days, abandoned, and picked up by a couple of crooks. But let me tell you, if any of the other guys had gotten to you before I did, you'd been sold for beer money... You are cute, though. I'll give you that. But you have caused nothing but trouble the moment I found you... Do you even know what I'm talking about?"
He looked down at the baby. She had fallen asleep while he was jabbering on about nothing.
Miguel sighed happily. "Thank God." He gently placed her back down on the floor and gently crept back to his bed. Before he laid down, though, he took one last look at her.
Her chest was rising and falling slowly, and he could hear her breathing. Every so often, he would see her little nose twitch, and he would even see her smile a little. Miguel was fascinated. He had seen his little sister as a baby, by now he was old enough to really appreciate it. How could something so small make his heart melt every time it made the slightest little movement? He then realized that he had fallen in love with her. He felt that he should give her everything in the world. He felt that he should give up his own life just to see her smile. He felt like... A father.
Miguel forgot all about his exhaustion, and spent the rest of the night watching her sleep.