For a good while, the grown man and woman stood, lost in the stare of each other. At first, they did not take immediate recognition of themselves. 

  Dulce thought that maybe the series of events that had already happened was affecting her psychology already. Not just her psychology but her vision too.

  Having to jump from one troubling issue to the other was no small deal for a little child let alone an adult who had so many other responsibilities to fuse into her life. She stood there, doing nothing but stare at Aspen. 

  Her legs did not feel like they could move.  Of course, they would not. Her muscles...