Chapter Thirty-Four

Hector and I were both outside around the fire. I was helping him with the ingredients while he cooked. He was telling me about his fun childhood and how he never used to get along with Lucia up until high school. Apparently they fought a lot and according to him she was always on the wrong. But they managed to get over their differences.

His stories were funny. Especially when the twins used to conspire against him. He made me laugh half the time. I couldn’t even concentrate on what to give him and almost spoilt the food.

“So tell me. What was your childhood like?” He asked me.

“Not as fun as yours.” I chuckled. Talking about my childhood would mean talking about my mother. I did not feel like ruining this special moment with my crying.

“Oh, come on. Nothing fun with Ken?” Hector was stirring the pot. The ingredients swam and twirled with the movement. It smelt really good.

“Well, this happened when we were very little.” I started. “Ken had a crush. Her name was Sarah. She was ou