Luis?

November 8, 1982: Teresa, our neighbor, came to see us. She kissed my aunt on the cheek, then me. Very charming European custom, as it always was. While we had our steaming cups of cafe con leche with media lunas, my Tia and Teresa talked about the weather, the other neighbors and, of course, my aunt's problem. Suddenly, Teresa mentioned Luis, as in Pade Luis. My face went all red and I had to stare quickly at the wall so they wouldn't notice. Teresa is a nice woman, but she'd wonder why I become "startled" . I'm supposed to have a boyfriend In California and Luis is a priest, after all.
Teresa suggested that maybe he can go talk with Matilde. It'd be great if he persuaded her to let my Tia stay in this house. We don't want to move. my Tia is not well enough to move and start all over again and I like San Vicente. I like it very much.