second burner. She had rolled out others as if she was
expecting more people.
“Who’s here?” I asked. “Your brothers are going to
be home soon, and your grandparents are coming
over. You should go brush your teeth and change your
clothes.” I cocked my head at the mention of my grandparents as I walked towards the bathroom. Something wasn’t right.
The living room was exactly as I remembered it, but I hadn’t lived
in this house for at least 30 years.
“Paul!” I heard my mom cry out. I quickly rinsed my mouth and
rushed towards the kitchen. There was my oldest brother wearing a
tight blue OP shirt with brown corduroy shorts and sporting a mullet. He had a smile that spanned from his ears it seemed. He had a
full head of hair. He looked like he was still in college and happy, not
like the overweight, alcoholic, abusive husband that I knew him as.
Nana and Tata walked through the door next. I couldn’t believe
it. They were young, full of life. I rushed over to give them a hug
and I lost myself in Nana’s embrace. She was so warm and soft, so…
comforting. I began to cry. ‘What’s wrong mijo?” she said. “
Nothing.” “This just feels like home.” “You are home!” both my mom
and Nana chimed together.
Tom and Dave walked in a few seconds later. Their clothing was
Something wasn’t right.
all wrong. They were dressed as if they were attending a decades
party, except I was the only one who didn’t get the memo. “Where’s
The living room was exactly
as I remembered it, but I hadn’t
lived in this house for at least
GABRIEL D. FERNÁNDEZ
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