And until my grandmother passed away at 12, that is when mymothercameback, came to get me because I had nothing but my grandfather there in the house and mymother wanted me to be with her.
Then my father went on a winter holiday to Cuba (my mother remarked on this with some surprise and maybe approval) and cameback with a lingering sort of flu that caused the visits to lapse.
There he was, my handsome brother, walking toward us, seemingly unchanged, until he came close enough for mymother to hug him, and I saw him wince and back away his arm was covered in soft-looking welts.