Susan entered the women's powder room and retouches her make up that was marred by her tears. She composed her frayed nerves inside one of the cubicles and exited only after feeling better. She walked back to the dining area passing Hector's table, as she passes by, she memorized their faces, especially the two men on Hector's side. If Hector won't allow her to meet her son, she will find the way. She had no plans to destroy his marriage, she just wants to meet her son with Hector, see her son face to face and hear his voice. Maybe one day Hector would cooperate with her and she will be able to hug her son for the very first time. It's every mother's wish.
Susan sat down on the chair, Mike lifted an eyebrow.
"What took you so long in the restroom, Mom?" Mike asked curiously.
