Carlos’s frail appearance
Carlos met him at a secluded park, looking frailer than Alex remembered. “Carlos, thank you for meeting with me,” Alex began, extending his hand.
“Yes, of course,” Carlos responded, his voice barely above a whisper. Alex couldn’t help but notice how much weight his father-in-law had lost.
The usually robust man was now a shadow of his former self. Something was clearly eating away at him, and Alex needed to know what.