Re: Call: Sam A/Cris M
Yeah, you're prolly right. Didn't he have a floatin' bed? [Again, nodding against the phone.] She'll lemme take her. She don't have a choice. We're supposed to have joint custody. Plus, maybe I wanna bring Joey and show you both off, huh? [He hasn't actually thought about it much—'bout Sofia. He gives it a shot.] Maybe that, and 'cause she was somethin' outsidea me. She liked me for who I was. I don't think I'd had many people do that before then. Which also makes it sound like it was just desperation on my part, but what I mean is, I was caught up in my stuff, huh? Papi, Pilar, alla that, and she was something outsidea alla that, somethin' good. ¿Entiendes? [Curious.] Were you sad about it? 'Bout Al not bein' what you thought, how you thought? [He almost laughs about Neil, but in the end he's still too jealous to even do that. He snorts.] Did you want that life with Neil, the one you didn't get with Al? [He thinks 'bout Elena.] I knew her a lil bit, growin' up, kinda. We lived in the same neighborhood and I'd see her around, and, man, she always had her shit together, huh? She was onea those girls, too good for anybody, high standards and kinda icy. I didn't like her growin' up. I thought she was stuck-up, tryin' to pass for somethin' she wasn't, and to her I was prolly just some thug. I met her again when I was about 30, just outta doin' UC and this real short relationship with somebody else, and I... had somebody who knew me. I think after a couplea years-a not being able to be myself, it was big... Does that make sense? In the end, though, I don't think she actually liked me bein' who I am.