Crave by Tessa Vidal

Author:Tessa Vidal [Vidal, Tessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: series, Romance
Published: 2019-04-25T23:00:00+00:00

“How is he, tio?” I asked Uncle Ricardo. We were the same height and build, similar features, but the effects of time and worry were obvious on him. His hair was almost solid white, and lines were etched deeply into his face. No hug or handshakes. We’d barely spoken in twenty years, neither of us sure how the other would react. The two of us whispered in the hallway outside of Dad’s room.

“The tumor has spread, and they can’t operate. He’s been through chemo twice already, and Juan’s refusing a third course of treatment.” My uncle’s eyes were red. “He will come home. Juan doesn’t want to die in the hospital. I’ve made arrangements for hospice care.” Mom and Dad were the only family he had besides me, and he’d spent most of his life taking care of her. My father had burnt my Uncle too, and it surprised me he’d been able to forgive him and move on.

“Should I stay at her place instead of a hotel?”

“No, I mean, there’s no room. Juan has been living there for the last three years while he’s been going through this. You’d have to stay on the couch.”

His words cut like a knife. My father, the one who drove me away all those years ago was living under the roof I provided for my mother. When Dad fucked up my life she sent me packing, despite only being a teenager. What made that man so fucking special?

I glared at my Uncle, wanting to put my hands around his throat and cut off his words. He reached for my shoulder and I stepped back, fists clenched and forced myself to relax, not give in to the anger I felt.

“Simona, you don’t understand everything that’s been going on. I get why you’re angry, but it... it’s been out of my control.” He shook his head slowly, and I saw a darkness in his watery eyes.

“How? How is it out of your control? If Dad hadn’t sent me on that delivery, that fucked up drug deal, Jessica would still be alive.” I growled, my voice louder than I thought. A nurse walked by and gave us the evil eye.

Uncle Ricardo put his face in his hands for a moment. He looked up, then jerked his head toward the exit.

“Let’s go for a walk. We can’t do this here.”

He walked to the door and held it open for me. My feet felt glued to the floor, yet I followed him outside, wanting to speak to him alone, but praying we wouldn’t be. The exit led to a courtyard, with only one other person inside it. It was an old woman not paying attention to us, until Ricardo threw himself against the concrete wall.

“Take a hit. C’mon, I know you want to deck me! If it makes you feel better, just do it.” The old man stood there with his arms open, and without a thought my fist flew through the air.

“Fuck you!” I screamed. My knuckles hit the wall inches from his face.

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