I staggered out of bed the next day and headed for the bathroom. I needed the shower of a lifetime in order to wake up properly and to face the horrors ahead. I had slept on and off, tossing and turning as my mind reflected on the stresses of the previous day, which would be nothing, I knew, compared to the nightmare luncheon with my parents… and their guests.
It was clear that my mother was deeply suspicious, of what exactly, it wasn’t yet totally clear. She had observed Gerardo’s enthusia