Finally, I explain. I tell him that I have known Armando for years. It was
just luck – or
fate
– that he and I were in the same lorry. At first, he can’t
believe it. Then he accepts his fate. He can’t wait to meet his son.
We ring at the door but there is no answer.
‘Julia? Armando?’ I call. ‘Is anyone there?’ Again, nobody answers. I
explain that my sister and I are staying in the flat.
Then I take out my key
and open the door.
‘Where are they?’ the man asks.
‘I don’t know. But they should be here soon.’
We go into the flat. I find my mobile phone charger. For the next 15
minutes, I charge my phone. After, I call my sister. Julia’s phone rings once.
She answers quickly.
‘Daniel! Finally! Mum called, but I was so worried!’
‘Hello, Julia. Don’t worry. I’m fine. I’m at Armando’s flat. I’m with
someone.’
‘Who is it?’
‘Well, it’s a long story. Come back to the flat. Where are you?’
‘I talked to Mum this morning. She told me about Valencia. Armando
and I waited for you all night! We just went out for lunch. We’re on our way
back now.’
‘OK. We’ll wait for you here.’
Half
an hour later, Armando and Julia arrive at the flat. ‘Hello, Daniel!
We’re so happy to see you!’ says Armando. He turns to the old man. ‘And
who are you?’ he asks.
Before the man can reply, I say, ‘Um … Armando, I have something
important to tell you.’
‘What’s going on?’ he asks.
‘Armando,
this is your father,’ I say.
At first, Armando
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