"We're going to have to do this more often," Susan said as she hugged Maribel outside the Main Terminal of the Aurora National Airport. Luis had removed her suitcase from the trunk of Maribel's armored black Prada.
"Yes, mi hermana. I never thought I'd have a chance to say those words," Maribel stepped back still clasping both of Susan's hands, her vision was a little unfocused as the beginning of tears started to fill her eyes. "Mi hermana Susan." She smiled and pulled Susan back into a hug. Speaking in heavily accented English, Maribel continued, "Now that we have found each other, we must find a way to spend more time together. I can't wait to meet your family… Our family now. I have a brother-in-law and a nephew! Dios mio."
