The group walks up to the Ruiz's resistance. It was a beautiful two-story house with a cozy porch with lovely views of the mature trees and manicured yard. They walk up to the front porch, and Aura lets go of Traci's hand. A few seconds later they hear a car pull up. Aura turns to her left and sees her dad get out of the car.
"El papá es a casa," Aura cheers.
"Your husband speaks Spanish right," Traci asks.
"Yes, he does," Maria says.
She jumps down off the porch and runs over to her dad, Bruno. He has black hair, brown eyes, and tan skin. Bruno set his briefcase down on the driveway to catch his daughter in his arms. A few seconds later he starts tickling her. Maria looks over at Traci to see her trying not to cry.
"Traci, are you okay?" Maria asks.
"Yes, I'm all right," Traci says.
Bruno stops tickling his daughter. He sets her down and picks up his briefcase. They walk up to the porch. Bruno usually speaks Spanish at home, but he didn't want to confuse his guest.
"Hello, I'm Bruno, and you are," Bruno says.
"It's nice to meet you. I'm Traci. I should get going I don't want to intrude on your family time." Traci says.
"I'm afraid that you have to stay after all," Bruno says.
"How come," Aura asks.
"Well, sweetie, I heard on the radio that a big storm headed our way. It will be on top of us in five minutes." Bruno says.
Traci hears a loud rumble of thunder in the distance. The flag hanging from the far right post flaps back and forth quickly as the wind begins to pick up. Maria invites Traci inside after she opens the front door. Traci walks inside to see the living room with gleaming hardwood floors, and it also has a large picturesque window with views of the yard.
"You have such a beautiful home, Mr. and Mrs. Ruiz," Traci says.
"Thank you for the kind words," Maria says.
"You're welcome," Traci says.
"What's for dinner mom," Aura asks.
"Taco-Filled Peppers," Maria says.
"Sweet, my favorite," Aura says.
"That sounds delicious," Traci says.
"Papá, puedes jugar conmigo, por favor," Aura says.
"Honey, remember the rule, please speak English when we have a guest," Bruno says.
"Está bien, señor Ruiz, sé cómo hablar en español, Mi tío Jorge vive en México," Traci says.
"Cuándo era la vez pasada que le visitó," Maria asks.
"Hace dos años," Traci says.
Bruno noticed that Traci's accent was off. He concluded that she only spoke Spanish while she was visiting her uncle. He places his hand on her shoulder. Traci stiffened up and closes her eyes. He turns his head to look over at his wife.
"Maria, I'd like to take to Traci alone. Could you have Aura help you make dinner tonight?" Bruno says.
Maria nod. She takes hold of her daughter's hand, and they walk to the kitchen. Traci slowly opens her eyes when she hears them walking away. Bruno removes his hand. He looks into Traci's eyes and sees the look of pure fear in them.
"Traci, I'm a Therapist, I work with victims of child abuse," Bruno says.
"I guess that I show all the signs of being a victim of child abuse," Traci says.
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A Dyslexic Ranger
Fanfiction~Prequel to Samurai Undercover ~ The day Traci De La Rosa has nervously been waiting for has arrived. She received the message arrow and now has to become a ranger. The only problem is she believes that she won't fit in with the others because of...
