Chapter 22
MARCO’S FAMILY
Maggie
As the weeks passed, so did our classes. Our house became a revolving door of people. Can’t you feel the love?
The best surprise was when Marco’s parents showed up. There was a knock at the door. I opened it to a man and woman standing there.
“Oh, hello.”
The woman checked the address. “I think we’re in the right place.”
“Are you sure because I don’t know if he had changed houses?”
I noticed the couple had Spanish accents and were looking for someone.
“If you tell me who you’re looking for, I can help you,” I said.
“Oh, well, we’re looking for Marco Diaz,” she said.
“Then you’re at the right place.” I smiled.
They entered the house.
“I’m Sylvia Diaz, and this is my husband, Roberto Diaz.”
I extended my hand. “Maggie.”
A smile appeared on thei
