Miguel wonders about Yolanda’s resistance to alcohol. “I had an older brother. He was the life of the party and when I was 18, he gave me something to drink. I didn’t know that it was alcohol. I felt loose. We played games and stuff. Then late at night. I blacked out. When I woke up the next day, I noticed blood on the basement staircase. I went downstairs and found my older brother laying in a pool of blood. I called the ambulance and they rushed him to the hospital. They pronounced him dead. The autopsy report ruled it as suicide. I told myself ‘if only you didn’t have that drink, you could have saved him’.” Yolanda said opening up about her dark past. “I see.” Miguel said, “I’m sorry for your loss and I’m sorry for pressuring you to drink.” Miguel faces deep emotions about the story. “It’s okay. You didn’t know.” she said. “But still.” Miguel said. “Don’t worry about it. You can’t blame yourself for not knowing.” she said.
“I guess so.” he said softly. After the movies, Diana wanted a sleepover. “Come on guys. Let’s sleepover.” Diana said. “I have work tomorrow and so do you, Diana.” Yolanda said. “Please?” Diana said. “No Diana. I don’t even have clothes.” Yolanda said. Miguel gets ready to go. “Yolanda is right. We should get going.” Miguel said putting on his pair of shoes. “I’m sleeping over.” Antonio said. “I got to get home.” Miguel said. “I can… drive you home…” Yolanda said shyly. Miguel was shocked by what she said. “I’ll take you up on that.” Miguel said with a smile. Yolanda gets ready at the front door. Let’s go, Miguel. “Okay.” he said. They get in Yolanda’s car. He puts on his seatbelt as Yolanda turns her car on. She puts on her seatbelt. She puts the car in reverse to get out of Diana’s driveway. Once she was out of the driveway, she puts her car in drive and drives off. They talk as Miguel gives her directions to his place.
She stops in front of a fancy apartment complex. “Wow.” she said quietly. (So he makes a lot of money. All from bartending?) she thinks. “Well, I will see you later, Yolanda. I have to get up early.” he said. “Okay, same here.” she said. He gets out of the car and then he walks in the lobby. Yolanda drives off. Miguel goes to his apartment. He looks at the clock. “Okay. I have to get ready for bed. The restaurant may need to go in a new direction. So that means that I need to stay away from bartending for a while. I am the restaurant owner. I need to start acting like it. It’s all my Nana’s legacy.” he said out loud to himself. (I got to conspire a new marketing strategy.) he thinks. He takes a shower and goes to bed.