Pat walked fast towards his brother. He did not mind the others who were present in the sala. As he approached him, he hugged him tightly. He missed him so much. For the past few days, he could barely talk to anyone about what happened to his father. But now that he saw his brother. All he could think about was how their father died.
“How are you brother?” Juan broke the silence in the room. They were still embracing each other. Neither of them was planning to let go anytime soon. As soon as Pat heard his brother ask how he was. Tears started to flow from his eyes. He did not know where to start.
“I am hanging in there. How are you? How is Mama and Maria doing?” Pat asked Juan. He finally took the courage to let go of his brother.
“We were attacked by Iñigo’s army. Mama and our broth
