Seeds of Tomorrow

34

"Aye! Primo!" Lissette called out as Victor approached their table, standing to hug him, "How is everything going? How's the baby?"

Even though Sergio was starting Kindergarten in a few weeks, he was always known as "the baby" and would be until another baby entered the family, if that happened anyway.

Victor forced a smile, "He's good, I'm seeing him once a week right now but my lawyer is fairly certain that I'll be getting weekends and one night a week."

Lissette frowned, "I can't believe they only gave you just the one supervised visit. Fuck her for that!"

"Seriously, fuck that bitch," Rocco chimed in, meaning it more so after what his sister had told him.

"You guys...can we not? I am trying to have a night," Victor pleaded as he examined the drink menu.

"Have you thought about dating? It might take your mind off things," Lissette joked.

Rocco nodded, "Don't they say the best way to get over somebody is to get under somebody?"

Victor's thick eyebrows furrowed, a smile playing on his lips, "Damn, you have sex one whole time and suddenly become an expert," he joked.

Lissette shot a look at her brother, "Oh?"

Rocco leaned back in his chair and folded his arms, trying to hide his embarrassment, "It was more than once," he told Victor with a laugh before glancing at his sister, "And you, mind your business."

She shook her head, "You're growing up," she said, pretending to wipe a tear from her eye.

"Bruh, I'm gonna be eighteen in like three months. I am grown."

Victor studied him, smoothing down his mustache, "This fool thinks he's grown," he chuckled.

Rocco mimicked him, pretending to smooth his mustache, "Man, how old were you when you got that mustache? I swear you have had that shit since I was hella young."

"Like this?" he stroked it again, "Since I was like fifteen, sixteen? I've had one since I was probably twelve though."

Rocco clicked his tongue against the back of his teeth, "Man, that's bullshit. I got all yall's big ass fucking beaks but get my facial hair from my white in me. Shit, even Grandma got more mustache than me."

Lissette nearly choked on her water, "We don't talk about her mustache!" she held a hand to her chest in pretend horror. 

The comment left a genuine grin on Victor's face, "Ay dios mio. Y'all even notice her little grey chin hairs when the sun hits them just right?"

"I just want to give them a little tug," Rocco laughed.

"Sheeeit...you tryna get hit? She may be old and arthritic but them damn reflexes are ninja quality. I seen her slap my Pops upside the head not even that long ago, he never even saw it coming."

"To be fair, Uncle Nando should be en garde at all times around Grandma, he's old enough to know better," Lissette pointed out.

"Serio, but you're assuming he cares," Rocco said, "He loves pissing her off."

Victor glanced at his cousin, "Sounds like someone else."

They were interrupted by their waitress, Victor ordered himself a beer with a shot of tequila, Lissette had a margarita, and Rocco, being a baby, had a cola.

"Let me have a sip," he pleaded with the others once their drinks had arrived. He could see Victor contemplating until Lissette pointed out that Rocco was a minor and she wasn't going to allow him to cause the restaurant to be fined or lose their liquor license.