She gave him a kiss on the cheek before letting him go, looking at him with such fondness before she moved about to start cooking. Soon the kitchen was filled with the delicious smell of Mexican food being prepared from scratch. And also the sound of her humming old songs from the country she grew up in.
Gabriel wrapped his arms around Dal, smiling down at him. "I told you she would love you."
He kissed his hair and guided him over to sit at the table with him. As he did, she suddenly came over to fish around in her purse. From it she withdrew a pot to hand to her son. "Dab on the bruises. Those doctors do not know. This is better."
A smile and a kiss to his cheek too then she was back to cooking. Gabriel chuckled before opening the jar. "Scoot closer. She made this herself to help your bruises heal faster. It helps. She used to use it on me when I was little and got hurt."
Dal thought he might just burst from happiness. Between Gabriel's strong arms around him and Gabriel's mother being perfectly motherly... So happy! He couldn't tear his eyes away as Mama Moreno moved about the kitchen, filling the room with her warmth and the delicious scents of her cooking.
When she brought the pot over to the table, Dal blinked at it. A home remedy? Looking from the ointment to Gabriel, he nodded before scooting his chair closer. "Did you get hurt a lot?" Dal was such a sheltered child, he didn't really have a lot of opportunity for the usual childhood bumps and bruises.
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Gabriel wrapped his arms around Dal, smiling down at him. "I told you she would love you."
He kissed his hair and guided him over to sit at the table with him. As he did, she suddenly came over to fish around in her purse. From it she withdrew a pot to hand to her son. "Dab on the bruises. Those doctors do not know. This is better."
A smile and a kiss to his cheek too then she was back to cooking. Gabriel chuckled before opening the jar. "Scoot closer. She made this herself to help your bruises heal faster. It helps. She used to use it on me when I was little and got hurt."
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When she brought the pot over to the table, Dal blinked at it. A home remedy? Looking from the ointment to Gabriel, he nodded before scooting his chair closer. "Did you get hurt a lot?" Dal was such a sheltered child, he didn't really have a lot of opportunity for the usual childhood bumps and bruises.