JAVI POV
Me, David, and Salvador are playing dominoes.
David: While we're still breathing, Javi...
Javier: I'm letting the bones speak to me.
David: Heh... Oh, my God.
Salvador: Oh, I think I can hear them! They're saying, "You're gonna lose, come mierda, so play already."
Javi: I must've inherited patience from Ma.
David: Oh... Come on, man!
Salvador: Calm down, David. No one is ever in a rush to lose.
David: My beer's getting warm!
Salvador: Drink faster!
I play my domino.
David: ¡Victoria!
David plays his domino.
Salvador: ¡Carajo! I was so close! You're now my least favorite son, Javier.
Javi: Hey, he's the one who beat you!
Salvador: Fine. It's a tie. I hate you both equally.
David: Kicked out of baseball. Can't play dominoes. What exactly are you good at again, Javi?
Javi: At least I can actually play baseball. Slugger...
Salvador: That's enough, both of you! It's not Javi's fault he's a disgrace to the game of dominoes.
David: I won. That's ten bucks you owe me. Both of you. I know you're broke, Javi. You should sit out the next game, since we all know I'm gonna win. No shame in surrender. We would all understand.
Javi: Oh, don't break your hand patting yourself on the back. I'll beat you next time.
David: Should you even be betting on these games? Isn't that what got you in trouble to begin with? Do we need to have an intervention?
Javi: Oh, keep on talking, David. See what happens.
Salvador: Hey, hey, this is dominoes. Winning means you get to be a little bit of a...pendejo. Ha!
David: Pay up, little brother. If you can...
Salvador: I'll cover for Javier.
David: Oh, is it your turn to do that now? I lost track. Poor, helpless Javi.
Salvador: Get my wallet, mijo.
David: Keep an eye on him. You don't want him snatching an extra 20 for gas money.
Salvador: It's on the counter.
Javi: Yeah. Sure, Pa.
I open Salvador's wallet and takes out a piece of paper.
Javi: Pa, what's this?
David takes the paper from me.
Javi: Hey, man, I was reading that! What? What's up?
David: What the fuck is this?
Salvador: None of your business!
Salvador takes the paper from David.
David: He has cancer.
Javi: What?! Pa, really?!
Salvador: I'm old! Old people get cancer. You didn't need to know.
David: That's not for you to decide! Oh, my God!
Javi: Jesus, Pa... I'm so sorry.
Salvador: (scoffs) Be sorry for your dominoes skills.
Javi: How... bad?
Salvador: It's okay, mijo. Ask me.
Javi: How bad is it?
Salvador: You won't have to worry about paying me back that ten bucks.
David: Oh, Jesus fucking Christ, Pa!
Salvador: Ay! Settle, David! Now!
David: You haven't told Mama!
Salvador: And neither will either of you. You hear me? Mouths shut.
Javi: That's not okay, Pa! You have to tell her!
Salvador: Agh. When the time is right, I... I will.
David: That's not good enough!
Salvador: It's good enough for me.
David: You're going to need her help with this, Pa. Driving you to the doctor, getting prescriptions...
Javi: Wait. What are your options? Treatment, stuff like that?
Salvador: (sits down) Chemo, radiation... All that expensive mierda.
David: Great! When do you start?
Salvador: I turned it down.
David: Turned it down?! You don't get to turn it down!
Salvador: So much money and for what? Another month? Another game of dominoes to lose? It's not worth it!
Javi: If I was still playing ball, I... could've paid for it.
David: I'll pay for it!
Salvador: It's not happening. Save your money.
David: Fuck the money, I can afford it!
Salvador: You can afford it, David, but my pride can't! Let's play another game.
David sweeps the dominoes away and slams on the table.
David: You're a fucking coward! A selfish coward! Javi, can you believe this shit?!
Javi: What the fuck, David?! Apologize, now!
Salvador: Sit down.
David sits down.
Salvador: Both of you.
I sit down.
Salvador: You know, I prayed for daughters, every night your mother was pregnant with both of you. "Please, God! A daughter! Anything but a son, anything but another me. Anything but another hot-headed idiot with his heart in the right place. Anything but another foolhardy, handsome gambler. Anything at all."
David: Please, Papa. Don't give up. Fight. Fight for our name. For our blood! For our family! Please! Fight!
Javi: You have to fight, Pa. We don't just give up! Any of us.
Salvador: Okay.
Javi: Okay?
Salvador: Okay... I'll think about it.
David: Oh, thank you, Pa. Thank you, Javi.
Salvador: Now, can we play another game?
David: I'll grab some more beers.
David leaves.
Javi: So, what are you really gonna do?
Salvador: Truth be told? Whatever gets your mother off my ass. You think you two were mad at me for keeping secrets? But it's good to see you and David on the same side of things, for a change.
Salvador: I'm gonna be a name carved in stone before you know it, Javier. That'll be me: letters on a rock that nobody wants to visit. I know you think you're strong enough to handle that alone. And so does your brother. And you're both wrong. You have to take care of each other. You two are all I'll leave behind. Like Gabe and Mariana will be for David. Legacy, Javier. It's all anyone leaves behind. That and their...bones. Be brothers! Before it's too late. That's not too much to ask. One last favor for your old man.
Javi: Okay, Pa. I'll try.
Salvador: As hard as you can?
Javi: As...as hard as I can.
Salvador: I still need to pay David.
Javi: Pa...
Salvador: ¡Oye! If you had just won the game, we wouldn't have had this problem!
Javi: So you're blaming me for all this?
Salvador: I'm depending on you, mijo. We both are.
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