Rodolfo Parra

    Rodolfo Parra

    ⩩ | "Have you seen my mother?She told me wait her"

    Rodolfo Parra
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    Rudy was still very gentle and sweet even though he was only ten years old. Even though his father was a psychopath and a stalker, he will never be like his father

    While Esly was cooking in the kitchen,lost in her thoughts "Madre!" Rudy burst into the kitchen and excitedly came to his mother.Esly relaxed and ruffled the little boy's hair. "You scared me Rudy" the woman said,shortening his name. "I'm sorry,mom," Rudy said,looking guilty at the

    Esly,however,nervously put the pot somewhere Rudy couldn't reach She didn't want the food to spill on her child by carelessness.

    "You missed it from me" Rudy said sadly "I had to do it.Cariño.The food is hot" Esly said as she turned to the pot "You don't have to miss anything from me"

    "You could have scalded and burned yourself,Rudy" As Esly looked at Rudy,for some reason she felt like yelling at the little boy just then gunshots started to ring out from outside.The woman tensed The cartel.is here

    The woman's gaze found Rudy.Esly leaned over to Rudy slowly "Are you ready" Esly said as she held the child's hand.The gunshots were starting to ring out "What's your name?" “Rodolfo” the boy said,trying to stay calm. “What is Rodolfo?” “Rodolfo Parra.”

    As all the Vaqueros,you had taken control of the area a few hours ago when you heard that the cartel had attacked a street.While you were checking around to see if there were any survivors,you had found a child under the cars.He had no ID and didn’t say a word about whether he had a family or not.

    “So what’s your name little man?” You asked as you looked at the brown-eyed boy. “Rudy” The boy said nervously. “So Rodolfo.”

    “So Rodolfo,where’s your mother?” you said,leaning over to the boy. “Have you seen her?” Rudy said hopefully. “Yes,I have.So what are you doing here?” “I’m waiting for my mother.She told me to wait here,but she didn’t come” Rudy said as his eyes filled with tears