As she entered the living room, Sofia noticed everyone in her family sitting around her father who had his head in his hands.
“Papa is everything okay?” she asked, her voice shaking.
He looked up at her teary eyed, Sofia was taken aback what could’ve possibly broken his stone heart? She looked around the room noticing the solemn faces, Abuela (grandmother).
“Where is Abuela?” She asked shakingly.
No one answered.
“Where is ABUELA????” She screamed.
“Calm down Sofia, get a hold of yourself, is this how a Fernandez family member is supposed to behave? we greive but not like uncultred people!” Snapped uncle Mateo.
“Your grandmother passed away in her sleep last night, funeral will be held today at noon.” her father replied in monotone, slowly coming to the reality.
She simply ran out of the room back to the comfort of her room, as she cried, heaving sobs onto her pillow. She doesn’t want this life she wants to grow up without any complications, a normal American girl, Spain? Only her parents and family are a reminder of her heritage.
She’s going to be turning 16 and no 16 year should be living the life she is living. A family who cares about nothing else except for their own image. The Fernandez’s immigrants from Spain, who settled in the States in 2001, Sofia was born her in Ohio her older brother Martin Fernandez who is 18 and is currently serving in the military (probably better off this way he wasn’t a hardworker any way). His insolence was the reason everyone expected Sofia to be perfect, never really caring about what she actually thought.
Her parents didn’t really have much in common and spent most of their time worrying about her or working for the household. She lived in a fairly large household with her bachelor Uncle Alejandro, he was fun to be around, but never really around for the fun to happen. Then there was Uncle Mateo (a real stubborn mule), him and his wife aunt Jada. What his and her problem was with Sofia, is still unknown to this date, but a lucky guess could be the family comparison between Sofia the perfect kid and their not so perfect son Luis. But he didn’t seem to have an issue, being practically twins he was the only solace in the house, with his witty jokes and carefree demeanor. His little sister Lisa well she’s 3 so it will be a miracle if she learns to walk than learn the family politics of this household.
Another pain was Auntie Liliana who was married with her own life but still so fixated in this house, that Sofia sympathised with uncle Diego who had to tag along everwhere and care for Ana their 2 year old daughter, while in the mean time Auntie Liliana interfered in their lives. Then there was Abuela (grandmother Altagracia) she was the other person besides Luis to whom Sofia could pour her heart out too. Now that ray of hope had also faded, Abuela espically cared for Sofia because she knew her son Antonio ( Sofia’s father) hoped for a more dutiful son than a daughter, what he got was the opposite. But considering Luis it probably runs in the family.
Leonardo Fernandez her Abuelo (Grandfather) never got to see her he passed away 20 years before Sofia was born, she never got to see him or her mother’s side of the family who consider Elena Fernandez (Sofia’s mother) a disgrace for leaving Spain and going to America, so they are not on talking terms with Sofia and her paternal side of the family.
Puffy eyed Sofia opened her room to see who was there and seeing her mother she fell into her arms a crying mess.
” Be strong my girl there is lot more of the world for you to see, emerge from your circumstances now dry your eyes Abuela would want for you to hold your head high, we expect so much from you.” whispered her mother into her ear.
<next chapter hopefully next week>