Winter break started and it was a great time to be alive. The McClain kids woke up early and played outside in the snow. Their mom watches them all play in the snow like idiots.
"You all don't wake up this early for school, but you'll wake up to play in the snow?" She asks. "Little shits." They all giggle at their mom and went back to playing.
The snowplow came by again, the kids screamed when they saw a massive amount of snow rush by. They hid under their mom's rental car and wait for it to pass. They crawled out moments later and saw all the snow that was in their lawn and again blocking their driveway. Sarah and Rico started to roll snow off the driveway. Lance and Sam join moments later, trying to clear the snow for their mom.
"Why does it keep blocking our driveway?" Sam asks. Lance shrugs and kept rolling the snow into a decent sized snowball.
"Maybe they just don't care." Lance said. "Also we have a shitty driveway. I mean I don't think it's a driveway." Lance points out, Sam looks at it and agrees with his older brother.
" Tenemos una puta mancha de suciedad. " Sam said.
" Sí, eso es lo que es. Una mancha de suciedad. " Lance nods, Sarah sat on the snowball she made listening to her brothers.
"I don't think it's that bad." She starts. "I like this place just the way it is."
"We don't hate the house Sarah." Lance starts. "It's just that the driveway is a dirt patch. Not a driveway."
"Like what Abuela has?" She asks. Lance and Sam nod.
"Yeah Abuela has a driveway. Despite her home being tiny." Lance said, his face lit up and looked at Sam. "Oh remember going to visit her everyday?" He asks. Sam looks at his brother and smiles.
"Oh yeah of course. You, Antonio, Rebecca and I always went to see her. She'd watch us as we played on the beach. Oh she was so mad the day you and Rebecca snuck out and played during a thunderstorm."
"Hey in our defence we played on the sand." Lance said.
"Oh God I remember her yelling." Sam smirks. " Rebecca y Lance, si sabes lo que es bueno para usted, conseguir a tus botas lo siento en esta casa ahora o yo estoy llamando a tu Mamá! ¿Estoy haciendo mi claro? " He mimics their Abuela, Lance laughs at the memory.
"Oh yeah and Rebecca kept shouting: ¡No llame a Mamá abuela! " The two laugh. "Oh Mamá was pissed off. She told us to run and threw shoes at us." Lance thought about that. "Do you suppose she made that game for her amusement?"
"Definitely." Sam nods. Sarah and Rico look at their brothers.
"Lances, Sam." Rico got their attention. "Where do Abuela live?"
"Oh she lives in Cuba still." Lance said. "That's where you're from." He pokes Rico's nose, the boy giggles happily and fell over in the snow. He sat up and looks at his older brother with curiosity.
"I am?"
"Yeah, we moved to America after you were born." Lance said. "It was fun but damn we were some of the whitest kids there." Lance laughs with his siblings.
"Can't help that Mamá's white, just like Abuelo." Sam said.
"The white lady who lived in Cuba." Lance chuckles.
"Are we going to see Abuela this year?" Sarah asks hoping they would.
"I dunno." Lance said. "Maybe not, she lives in Cuba, that's far away. Lance said.
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Hiding Behind a Mask
RomanceSummary: After his parents got divorced Lance had to move to a big city with his Mother and four siblings. While starting his new school life he comes across two new friends and a loner who doesn't seem to like the Cuban boy. Lance just wishes that...
