70. Meeting at the Bar
Juan Luis
I’m arriving at Amelia's parents' house to pick up the kids. It’s Friday, and I usually pick them up after school so they can stay with me over the weekend. I ring the doorbell, and it’s my ex-father-in-law who comes to greet me. He gives me a strange look that I can’t quite decipher.
“Good afternoon. How are you? I’m here to pick up my children.” The man gives me a slight smile and invites me in. I imagine he’s alone because if my ex-mother-in-law were here, she wouldn’t let me in for anything in the world. The hatred she feels for me is evident, but I don’t blame her. I understand her rejection, and I think I would do the same.
“Hello, young man, come in. The kids were invited to a small children’s party, and since they thought you wouldn’t come for t
