I say bye to Enzo one last time before stepping into the house. While walking inside I remember I said I was going to ask mama about the dreams I have been having and if they mean anything. I will ask her after she finished telling me her news.

“Mama, I am home,” I say as soon as I step into the house.

“I am in the kitchen,” she says.

“Hi, mama, how was your day?” I say while I take a seat in the kitchen.

“It was fine; how was yours?”

“It was good mama. You texted that there was something important you wanted to talk about.”

“Yes, you...