The sizzling from the pan was a good sign, the new stove was perfect, "now surely we will be able to get some new business" exclaimed Horatio excitedly. " Of course papa, no one can resist your pork and green chiles."
Esteban told his father reassuringly "you'll see, things will be much better in no time." he had a smile on his face but he knew the truth, no matter how hard they tried to hide it from him. Just then a man walked through the door, it was the landlord , "Is your father in?" In a sarky tone Esteban replied "He's in back, what do you need?".
Glaring as if through the counter, the evil man hissed, "My business is not with his children, tell him we need to speak." Esteban walked back to the kitchen, this landlord was not a good guy, he once threatened to uproot their whole operation over the equivalent of $50, just before Horatio's wife passed from illness, he had a dark heart, with no compassion for anyone other than himself. Horatio was hard at work whistling and old tune while he manned the grill. "Dad, the landlord is here and he doesn't look happy." Suddenly he looked up wide eyed and said "Okay, you come grab this for a minute, I'll see what he wants." (to be continued)
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