Usually, she and her father tried to make it back to Puerto Rico to visit her grave, but this year they couldn't. Her father had to travel to Florida to take care of his sick mother, and he didn't want Reyna leaving the States on her own. I think it is sad how most people feel Spring is a time of rebirth and new beginnings, but for Reyna it will always be a time of loss and mourning. That's why she wasn't at the game. She was probably sitting alone in her room trying her best to feel La Cienega's smile. When I looked in the sky and noted the hour, I dashed to the locker room faster than a cheetah on roller skates. I know my teammates think I am odd, but I have some place to be. I have a promise to keep. After the quickest shower ever, I hop into my Jeep and speed over to Reyna's house. Her front door is locked so I scale the wall and look into her bedroom window. Just like I thought, she is lying in her bed when I arrive. I knock on the window. "What are you doing here?" she asks as she opens the window and helps me in.
