@mrssofiavasquez
Joaquin snuck around the back Sofia’s house. He didn’t want to go in the front and have people see him. Most importantly, he didn’t want Mateo to see him. He still wasn’t entirely sure whether he should tell his son he was alive. For now, he’d keep one foot in front of the other and focus on the issue at hand. He crept up to the back door that was by the kitchen and tapped softly on the window when he saw Sofia walking by. It was pretty late, so hopefully, Mateo would be in bed and asleep. Although, he did have a penchant for snooping around at night. “Sofia,” Joaquin whispered, rapping against the window again.












