"I think it is best I go." Patricia said and she began to walk away quickly.
Katey watched her go, when she turned around; Carlos was standing in front of her.
"Never thought I'd see you here." He looked her up and down. "Come in."
"I, I'm here to see Javier." She said.
"I'm sure you know he just left."
"Yes, I saw that."
"Sit down."
They both sat in what she guessed was the kitchen. The house looked so run down. It
wasn't located in the best of neighborhoods either.
"When will Javier be back?"
"A few hours. Listen, a lot..." he paused. "Why are you here?"
Katey was getting very tired of explaining herself.
"I just wanted to know if Javier was okay. He stopped writing me and... I just had to
know."
"Are you getting married or something?"
"What?!"
"You want to make sure he is out of the picture, that he will give you his blessing? What?"
"No, that's not it at all."
"Maybe he's getting married."
"Is he?"
"Yeah, he is."
"You're lying."
"You hurt my brother real bad. I don't want to see him hurt like that again."
"I'm not here to hurt him."
"Then I think you better go."
"Just tell me, what has happened the last three years?"
"What do you mean?"
"In Javier's life. What has he done."
"He works. Most of the time he works." He said curtly. "Now leave."
Katey began walking to the door, but the door opened before she could reach for it and
Javier walked in.
