“Dad, mom, there's no need for such formality," Rosalynn interjected.

“But it is essential! My girl has returned; her presence must be broadcasted to the world," Gail insisted.

“Rosa, your mother speaks truth. You, as a Moreno, have been owed for over two decades. It's time we rectified that," Brendan concurred.

In the warmth of her parents' discussion, Rosalynn felt as if she were dreaming.

Her father's affection was as solid as a mountain, her mother's as enduring as a river.