CHAPTER NINETY - SEVEN - FATHER AND SON REUNION.

Rafael stood there almost like a statue as his Father's hands roamed all over his body. It was almost like a blind person trying to see someone with their sense of touch. As their eyes lock, Rafael's heart swells with a mix of emotions - joy, love, and a hint of nervousness. He hadn't been sure how to react when he realized that it was his Pa driving the SUV into the manor. He had been worried that he would still be mad at him. Yell at him. Or worse, ignore him. He didn't want to admit it - not to anyone. Especially not to Mateo, as he didn't want to pressure him - but ever since he came back to Navarre, he had wanted to come home. He had wanted to send his Mama and siblings. And his Pa. It had been years. Years of no communication. Years of not knowing how the other was faring. Some days, he even wondered if they still remembered him, and if they would recognize him the next time they saw each other. Now that he stood in front of his Pa, he realized that all those worri