Elena

We looked at her family’s favorite part of the sky, and thought of the woman who treated me as her son, or at least a close friend. She had an undying twinkle in her eyes, the same ones as her daughter’s, and took care of things in the Vici household that Eroica deemed unimportant. On the other hand, the Robles branch was to blame when something was not according to plan, though often everyone was better for it. Elena and Tara were more sisters than they were mother and daughter, and each had a habit of getting on the other’s nerves. “You two arguing is nothing new, “ I said to the architect.