"If he's back, what's wrong?" It was a simple line for Marcelo to draw. Stephanie's reactions were not joyous. He ushered her over to the couch. "I might be a little slow on this. I can still remember his funeral."

He was disturbed by someone coming back. Possibly because a part of him wondered why it couldn't be his own mother. Though he tried to squash the unreasonable jealousy. "And what do you want to drink?"