The sky was a warm orange red color as I walked twords home from the kickball field. The sun would be down before I got home, but I didn't mind, I liked the cool nights. They were nice after a long hot day in the sun. My skin was tanned evenly from the summer so far, the endless days in the sun in the field.
Vecino, My neighbor walked along side me. He was nice enough. Fairly quite, and on the days he played with us, he walked with me to our homes. We lived the farthest away from the field, and he didn't seem to like to travel that far just to run more around some bases. But he was alright. I'd known him most of my life.
Vecino and I walked, talking lightly about the game. Before long, we could see our small homes peeking over the dirt road. The lights were on in my home, so I knew my mother, Dulce, was probably worrying about me like she usually did.
My mother loved to worry. At least thats what I always told her. She'd just shake her head and chuckle her in her soft voice and go back to what she was doing. She worried about me even more since dad died.
My father was a hard working man, and made life easy for my mother and I. My father was killed, my mother never came out and told me who it was, but I had an idea of it, someone who felt my father had cheated them. Tho my father had never cheated anyone of anything. Here were were lived, no one really had alot of money. We lived in a poor area in Mexico. Although, My mother and I were well off thanks to my father.
He worked hard, and got where he wanted. He was high in his business, and was well liked. Cept the ones who killed him. I hated them. If I ever found them, I vowed to kill them. My mother would only tell me that wasn't a way for a young boy to talk, and she would hurry herself off with something else, trying to hide her tears. Talking about dad hurt her.
When my father died, we received a large amount of inheritance. Mom sold his business, but we had enough money to live here the rest of our lives easily. We weren't rich by any standard, but we weren't poor. We didn't fault it either. Anyone who walked by, just thought we were another poor family with hardly anything. I didn't mind living like that. It was nice. It was easy.
I loved my father, just as much as my mother. He'd been dead for about two years now, and I missed him still, but I didn't try to show it. It hurt mom. I didn't want to hurt mom. I had to be the man, and keep her safe. Keep her happy. She had friends in the neighborhood, so when I played, she wasn't lonely. She liked to sit and gossip with other mothers around the close blocks, including many mothers of the friends I played with on a daily basis.
"I'll see you around." Vecino sounded at my side as I looked over to him. I had been so caught up, I had forgotten he was there. "See ya." I replied with a wave of my hand as he headed down his drive twords his house door. A dog yapping loudly from their front window. Annoying thing. It was just Vecino.
A few feet after Vecino left me, I rounded to my drive, walking up it twords the side door we used most days. I could see my mother move in the window as a silhouette and smiled a little. Moteado, our dog yipped happily as he spotted me, darting twords the door as I opened it.
I laughed, petting him on the head as he licked my face with his foul breathe. I wrinkled my nose a little, but continued petting him. My mother looked over her shoulder from where she was at the sink. The kitchen held a great smell of cooking. She was a great cook, and would often just cook and bake things for the neighbors for no occasion.
I sat down at the isle in the kitchen, watching my mother work. I didn't have to watch long, before she placed a plate down in front of me, and one for herself and sat down to eat. "Good day?" She smiled as I picked up my fork to dig in. Roast beef and potatoes. I loved this meal. I nodded. "I almost got my three runs, but Arbol got be again. She laughed. "He's tall, and probably twice as fast as you, Don't fell bad. You'll get it!" She said encouragingly.
Mother and I talked, finished dinner, and I helped her with the dishes before heading off to bed. It was a cooler night than the others, and I knew I would sleep easier as I lay down in bed in the cool sheets. One of the cats that lived in the house curled up on my stomach as I lay there, nodding off to sleep.
Before long, I was out like a light.
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