godless star

Inbetween

Screaming from neighbors was a common occurrence for many people but when your neighbors are relatives it gets everyone curious, if not worried. But all three occupants are happy, loving, and healthy. When asked Marco would always dismiss it or blame himself for the arguments.

The entire family was gathered for a dinner under a clear night sky. Marco, Olivia and baby Isabel were there with the rest of the family for once.

Olivia was from Maine and only heard about Cuba in history class before she met Marco on a trip to Florida, she loved explaining what she knew of Cuba's history to the family, like they didn't know their own history despite the older generations actually living through the events.

"Oh, Marco, mijo, Cómo estás?" Mrs. McClain asked with worry etched on her face like carved stone. Grabbing Marco's arms and face to check him over.

"lo estoy haciendo bien, ma" Marco said fondly, taking his arms from her hands. Olivia hadn't liked that giving a hard glare.

"Maria why are you fussing over my husband like I abuse him?" Olivia asked with a pointed look. Mumbles of "oh brother" "here we go again" and the occasional "can we have one family meal without this?"

"It's not like women can even abuse men, and if he ever tried I would come at him with my frying pan." Ending her statement with a smirk, with that she walked away.

"Esa demonio mujer" muttered Luis, his wife Lisa gave him a half-assed glare for that. Little Isabel waddled Over to her papa and made grabby hands trying to say "arriba" and those around her coo'd, the tension forgotten.

Dinner proceeded as normal, the kids taking to long to sit down and being threatened with cold food, prayer being interrupted for many reasons, to finally passing food around the giant table. Lance was sat between Rachel and Marco who had baby Isabel on Marcos other side. Halfway through the meal Marco stopped eating. That wasn't normal.

Lance looked around to see if anyone was listening or looking in his general direction, no one was. Lance was trying to figure out how to say what he wanted to say without sounding like a lunatic. I can't just say the buzzing in my hand when I hug you isn't like the buzzing it was when I hugged you two days from yesterday! Lance was really confused on how to approach this topic with his brother.

Marco realized Lance wanted to ask him something, but it was funny to just watch his facial expressions as he tried to ask.

"What's up little man? You seem worried." Marco asked in a quiet voice, he noticed how Lance looked around before trying to ask so he kept quiet. Lances royal blue eyes shot up to meet his own Carmel brown.

"Your not okay and I don't know how to show I know, because what I want to say is loco. I think you should got to the hop- hosp- gah el, los enfermos sitio. " Lance's voice wavered at the end, but he got his point across.

"Well, I don't think you are crazy, but I know you know things without a reason so can you explain?" Marco silenced Lance's worries and asked what he was dying to know.

The McClain family noticed Lance's gift from a young age, with predicting of things from what happens the next day like weather to events years in the future. Getting a one on one prediction was either a blessing or a warning. Based of the need of a hospital visit, Marco was sure something was actually wrong.

"When I hug you - wait do you mean explain how I know?" Lance asked, paused and then said "it's nice that you don't think I'm crazy."

That pulled a chuckle from Marco, he made a big deal of humming in contemplation nodded and looked to Lance. "If you want to explain why you think I should go to the doctor, and how you know something is wrong. Marco offered. Unbeknownst to Lance,  what Marco said gained the attention of a few family members al curious as to how Lance knows things.