LUCIA
I have no choice but to invite Joshua into the house , and after about fifteen minutes trying to calm my mom down , of which I spent ten convincing her to drop her flip - flop , and then , we spent another half hour begging her to sit in the living room and listen to whatever they came to say.
We finally got her to sit down and be quiet long enough for them to start telling their story.
My curiosity was getting the best of me , I desperately wanted to know where my father was all these years, with what people , and doing what , but above all , I needed to know what Joshua's role was in all this.
Why did my father act as if he had known him forever , and they were close friends?
Why did Joshua seem like he was hiding something important again?
And most im
