Book Two in the "Alcaraz Duology"
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐢𝐱𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
Catalina Alcaraz is a single mother with a past that she doesn't wish to revisit. She has managed to become a successful doctor and to create a life of her own desp...
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My beautiful son enters my bedroom as I'm finishing drying my hair.
From the bathroom, I watch him sit on the edge of my bed and stare at me with a faint smile. "I'm craving pizza."
I put the blow dryer aside as I begin to apply a few products into my hair. "Yeah?"
He hums with a nod. "I need it badly. I haven't had it in like years."
"It's been a week." I playfully roll my eyes at him.
He laughs and then changes the subject. "I just remembered that I had a dream when I was in the coma."
"What was the dream?" I question, checking my hair in the mirror.
"It was you. I couldn't see your face, but you were telling me that when we left the hospital you would give me a big bowl of cereal, pizza, we would look at the stars, and that we would go see my favorite soccer team play." He tells me the exact words I had spoken to him.
"Well in the past two or three weeks that you've been out of the hospital I've given you big bowls of cereal, your pizza, and we've looked at the stars many times." I recall as I emerge from the bathroom.
"Yeah, I realized that." He falls back onto the bed.
"Orion be careful." I suppress a gasp.
His wound isn't completely healed and occasionally he gives me small heart attacks because he forgets and starts to be careless.
"Sorry." He gives me a small smile that he knows will prevent me from scolding him as he cautiously sits up.
"It wasn't a dream by the way. It was me talking to you while you were in the coma." I inform him while I put on a pair of cute sandals.
"Oh." He seems confused and a little shocked.
Next, I head toward a dresser to put on some jewelry and a little perfume. When I open one of the drawers that contains some of my jewelry, I discover the letter that Kane had left Orion. It may be a sign that it's time for me to sit down with him, give it to him, and talk.
"Orion." I hold the letter in my hand. He stares at me waiting to see what I'll say.
"Your father..." I hesitate.
"Kane." I specify because to him, Silas is his father.
"I don't care about him." He almost appears angry as he furrows his brows.
"I know, cariño, but I want you to know that he's dead." I gently speak as I lay it right out for him.
"He died?" He asks, but only to make sure he understands what I just said.
"He did." I nod, going to sit beside him. "He had an accident."
I lie as I decided. He doesn't have to know the specifics.
