“Tyrone, Let’s go out first.”

“Sure.”

Rising from the floor, Tyrone exited the surgical suite in silence.

Once outside, Sergio promptly dialed his father, who was away on a business trip.

Lena, meanwhile, sought to console Larry. In the midst of his grief, Larry directed his secretary to notify the funeral home and their extended family, to begin the preparations for the forthcoming services.

Larry, upon ending the call, found Tyrone seated solitary on a nearby chair, his vacant stare cast forward, rigid as a gravestone.

Larry approached, laying a comforting hand on Tyrone’s shoulder.

“Tyrone.”

his stupor, Tyrone met Larry’s anxious

needed time to gather

bond with Cesar was

his mother, nor did he know his

earliest recollections were of a life shared with

raised him. Though they were his grandparents, they were like

“Do we tell Sabrina?”

risk of miscarrying before. The shock might be too much.” Tyrone

aware that this magnitude of event couldn’t be

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