Home Race

Mauro’s POV

Traveling with his family was a mess. Either Alejandra had forgotten her earphones at home or was Dany taking way too much in the restroom or the twins turning into two fluorescent tornados after Mecedes dressed them brightly so she could spot them easily. The only one who seemed truly at peace and who packed properly was Miranda. She was sitting beside Mauro reading a magazine with a Caramel Macchiato resting between her thighs.

Miranda lowered her magazine and met Mauro’s eyes, “What?”

“Nothing,” shrugged Mauro looking away towards his mother who was fuming as she gripped the twins’s wrists pulling them towards where Mauro and Miranda were sitting.