“What do we have here?” the first one said in that high-pitched ‘it’s a baby!!!’ voice. “Is he yours?”
I cried as I kissed Xavi goodbye and left him with Lupe, the babysitter. I cried as I shut the door behind me and walked the ten steps to my car. I cried as I drove to work on auto-pilot after so many years of driving and running the same route.