“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.”

from his stupor, Tyrone met Larry’s anxious gaze and managed to

time

with Cesar was much like Sabrina’s with

memory of his mother, nor did he

earliest recollections were of a

and Wanda had raised him. Though they were his grandparents, they

“Do we tell Sabrina?”

before. The shock might

well aware that this magnitude of event couldn’t be kept

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