The Caliente’s. A special family. Not that they care. They love eachother.
Nina is lazy and doesn’t have a job because of that. She stays at home all day and doesn’t even do the chores. She wants to help though. In her own way that is.
“There I find my smallest little brother sitting in the dining room.”
“Sup. What are you doing?”
“Is it easy?”
“No I don’t get it.”
“I have a very good trick for that.”
“You don’t even know what type of homework it is.”
“It works for everything.”
“Can you teach me?”
“It’s a very big secret. I can only tell it once so your brother needs to be here too.”
“I don’t know where he is.”
“Wait! Is it fair?”
“It’s what you call fair.”
Joaquin just entered the room.
“Come on little bro. Have a little bit of fun. You’ve been at that homework for hours.
“Ok now. You write down some thing that have to do with the subject. If it’s math just write some random numbers down.”
“Now you erase it. But not very good! It still needs to be kinda visible.”
“Done. What now?”
“That’s it. You just tell your teacher you tried. He’ll believe you.”
“Oh! Hey Don!”
“Don’t teach my sons those tricks please! Don’t want them to end up with the lazy trait.”
“Fine!” *sigh* “So change of plans. First you try your hardest and if you fail you erase it like I told you.”
While Nina was teaching her mischievous ways to her brothers, Katrina returned home. She wasn’t happy. Her birthday to elder was coming up. And look at what she had accomplished in her life. Right now she needed the only thing she didn’t mess up. Her daughters.
“Hey Nina. The boys are finally asleep.”
“They gave you a hard time again?”
“I just want to help them you know.”
“What do you mean?”
“With their homework.”
“Ohh yeah. I want them to do something with their lives. Katrina and I sure didn’t. I want to teach them to work hard.”
“Javier was working for hours now. He didn’t even draw today.”
“It amazes me that he doesn’t have the perfectionist trait.”
“And it looked like the only way to let Joaquin even look at his homework.”
“I know. Katrina and I aren’t home enough. Nina. You are. Can you please help raise the boys when we’re not home?”
“I am not going to take your role in this Don. Sorry.”
“Ohh.” Don’s voice suddenly sounded cold. “I see how much you care about the boys.”
“Don please. That is not…”
“Hello sweethearth. Hello Don. You know the boys were talking to eachother instead of sleeping.”
“Come here honey. What is wrong?”
“I need to practise the violin.”
Katrina walked away.
Nina stopped him.
“Don, violin means “leave me alone” I guess you didn’t know her as much as you thought you did. Good time to have kids.”
“Watch your language young lady!”
“You’re not my dad Don. Don’t pretend to be.”
When Katrina walked into the living room to practise her piano skill she saw Don sitting at the piano.
“Don? You don’t look like the musical type.”
“I am not. I am the romantic type. Let’s go on a date.”
“We haven’t done any of those since we got the twins.”
“You’re right. Maybe we should keep it that way.”
“We both have a day off and the boys are at school. Come on. I know you want to.”
“Have you heard what Nina did?”
“Don’t worry. It’s nothing bad.”
Don told the whole homework story. He left out the fight though.
“Ha! That does sound like Nina. It’s so nice you are friends with my daughters.”
“Ha. Yeah. Very nice. Ohh look!”
He pulled her away from the table and turned her around, facing him.
“Katrina. I’ve haven’t known you for very long, but I love you and—”
“Don please don’t—-”
“Let me speak please. I love you and you gave me 2 amazing sons and 2 amazing steph-daughters. And most importantly you gave me you.
“You would trow your life away! I’m almost an elder. You’re still a young adult. I’ll die when you’re in your adult years. You have no idea how hard it is to find new love at that age. Especially if you have kids! This was never meant to work. Heck! Joaquin and Javier weren’t supposed to happen!”
“Katrina! Mock me! But don’t touch my sons!”
“There are mine too. And I love them dearly. I just don’t want you to have that burden. I want you to find someone else! Have kids and live happely ever after!”
“Please! he can’t die yet! He’s a young adult! I’ll beat you up if you don’t give him back!”
Dina pulled her little brother away fom death.
“Don Lothario! In other worlds you accomplished so much. So much drama. So much kids. You’re a disgrace. Anywho. Died from… ohh embarrassment! Ohh some more drama if i let you live I see. Fine little boy. I’ll let him go. For now! Death out!”
Death lifted Don up with his powers and Dina helped him upstairs.
“I’m so stupid!”
“Mom. This isn’t your fault.”
“Yes it is. I almost killed him.”
“Mother! It was not your fault! Nobody blames anybody!”
“The boys! I haven’t talked to them!”
“Nina is doing that. You don’t need to do anything.”
“Did you know?”
“Why she didn’t say yes.”
“I did. Sorry.”
“Don’t be. Don’t be. Your mom wanted to take things slow. You think that would work?”
“Yes. I do. Last time I saw her so happy was with dad. Last time when I saw her so sad was with dad.”
“Thank you Nina. I’m sorry about what I said. I know you care about them.”
“It’s just that I want them to see you and mom as their parents. Not me. We were raised by colleagues and friends because mom didn’t have enough time after dad. And I’m sorry about what I said. Mom didn’t want you to know her. She wanted to make it easier for her.”
Downstairs Dina was chatting with Katrina at the dinner table.
“Dina? Am I home enough?”
“For the boys, Don, you and your sister.”
“It’s enough time. Just weird times. At night and stuff.”
“I think I’m going to quit my job.”
“What? Why? You love your music.”
“I can still play here. I’ve never made much promotions and I’m never home.”
“You’re an adult mom.”
“Hey dad! How did it feel?”
“It wasn’t nice.”
“Did it hurt?” Javier asked.
“Javier! Joaquin!” Katrina shouted “Leave your father alone!”
“No it’s fine. I don’t remember how it felt. I just know it doesn’t feel good.”
When the conversation dropped Don got thinking.
He looked over to his sons and thought to himself: “I almost missed this all. Them all! They could all be sitting here sobbing over my death. And nothing I could do about it.
That evening the adult gathered in the living room.
“I have decide to start growing a very small garden.”
“I want to be able to make ambrosia.”
“Ambrosia?! Dina! Don’t mess with death!” Katrina shouted.
“It’s not witchcraft. I wish I could have done that with dad.”
“You let him rest!”
“Mom! Don’t worry. I’ll leave him alone.”
“Umm. Mom. I’ve changed my aspiration to bestselling author. To create the book of life. And guess what! I’ll make money from those books.”
“Why can’t you leave the death alone?”
“What if Don dies again? Or the twins!”
“I won’t let that happen!”
“You didn’t do anthing today! Or when dad—”
“Stop!” Tears were forming in Don’s eyes. “Let the girls try Katrina! They care about people. Let them!”
Thank you for reading.