In order to party with the girls, Susan had left her two small children for the first time since they’d been born. Periodically, in the midst of Vegas hijinks, I’d catch her with that faraway look. What are they doing right now? Will they get to bed on time? Did I leave enough juice? Do they miss me? When Salvador and Soledad arrived at 9:45 p.m. for Group Number Two a few days after the first group, they were very sharply dressed—and had that same distracted air about them. This was the first evening Salvador Jr. and Juan were spending away from their attentive parents. We were starting up so late in the evening specifically because the couple wanted to put the boys to sleep then slip out, so as not to cause a panic. “Everything’s okay with the kids?” Diego asked as we settled in around the table and I passed around plates for delivery pizza; I’d felt too tired to cook, and Diego had been working all day. The couple exchanged nervous smiles.
What do You think about All Roads Lead To Austen (2012)?
