closed with @lol-silva silver spur ranch -
the last time he saw her she was eighteen, that is the only thought that enters diego’s mind as lola is speaking. his tired eyes are fixed in place, taking in all the reminders of their mother. the memories of him urging her to continue to college and not let his dumb witted decisions hold her or sofia back. ‘you look like her sometimes.’ diego interrupts and doesn’t apologise for it, considering he made a habit of reminding lola about the mother she never had the chance to meet properly. ‘the way you say certain words, she did the same faces.’ he carries the observation with a seriousness and then smiles to deplete any heaviness. ‘sofia got the mixture of mom and dad, i just got dad’s mannerisms. you got mom’s. funny, right?’

















