- Chapter Fifty Three
- Maria looked at him, her smile slowly fading. His face was familiar to her, but she couldn’t place him, “Mama, who’s...” her eye brows shot up as she slowly recognized him, shave off the white goatee, change his green eyes to brown, tighten his skin and grow out his hair, he was a splitting image of Michael. “Miguel?” she whispered out.
- Edna moved slowly closer to her and grabbed her hand, which Maria immediately pulled away, “Yes, I brought your father with me.”