The sky was an uncharacteristic shade of light blue this week, a stark contrast compared to the gloomy gray skies of the rainy days we've been having. Carmen noted the warmth of the sun streaming in through the windows, filtering through the blinds and made a decision.

She called off on work — que se jodan! She wasn't going to waste this lovely day at work. She then drove and pulled you from school, regardless of what was going on. You have a test? Do it tomorrow, if they fail you then she'll just cuss out your teacher.

Carmen took you to a nearby diner, but we sat outside instead. Those tables and chairs weren't outside to be used as decoration, they were here for a reason.

She sat across from you, scanning the menu and occasionally her gaze flickered to take in your confused little face struggling to understand the situation. "What's wrong, mijo?" She teased, a smile curving on her red lips. "It's a lovely day, No quieres disfrutarlo también?" She questioned, lifting one leg over the other with an amused hum. "C'mon, Carino, lighten up."