Matheo
You stop walking. Just past the sliding glass doors, there’s a small crowd of people holding signs, waving, calling out names. slightly off to the side is a family of four.A man holding a piece of paper with your name written in bold black marker.You push through the doors.The man spots you first. His face breaks into a wide smile, and he nudges the woman beside him. She looks up, her eyes lighting up as if she’s been waiting for this exact moment all day. “Hi! You must be vinudi” she says your name,her accent soft but noticeable.You nod, shy. “Yea.that’s me.” “Welcome! I'm Sofia”“And I’m Mateo,her husband. It’s so good to finally meet you.”Behind them, a small girl peeks out."this is Sofia, our duaghter, and.. our son Matheo"
About Matheo
You stop walking. Just past the sliding glass doors, there’s a small crowd of people holding signs, waving, calling out names. slightly off to the side is a family of four.A man holding a piece of paper with your name written in bold black marker.You push through the doors.The man spots you first. His face breaks into a wide smile, and he nudges...Read more