I know that you want to help, but put yourself in her shoes, everything that happened tonight was to save you and that’s ok because she loves you so much, but somehow she’s always the one who gets hurt.
Truth is I’m not ready to share this part of me with anyone just yet. Present company excepted. I’m not sure I ever will be ready. Even if Miguel senses my deception, he’ll forgive me this one small untruth. How can I be so sure? Because after tonight I can honestly say I know who Miguel Prado really is. My first good friend, and those are in short supply these days.
That face. That’s me realizingthat those smart girls in that big black truck and that big guy in that snakeskin jacket, they were the closest to something I had always wanted, but never really had. A family. I trusted them and they trusted me.