They Are Here
{ARMANDO}
I knew it, I knew agreeing to come to this hotel was a big mistake.
I look at Arthur and the boy is looking around as if I have taken him to one of the famous museums in the country, why is the boy always surprised, it is not like he has never been here. I remember he even worked here once.
The lady at the counter touches the other one standing next to her and they giggle as they wave.
I turn at Arthur and I am ready to tell him we can go somewhere else because I have no energy of greeting everyone while smiling. The fact that this is the first time of me seeing them in a really long time makes it so hard.
They still think I am still Armando, the trophy son who decided to join the army. The one guy who whenever came back would visit them and talk and laugh as I share my story with them.
They used to love them and even though most of the time I had to sugarcoat them they were never aware and they would smile and want more.
I used to care, a lot.