The Six O'Clock Ritual

THE RITUAL

~SIENNA POV~

The doorbell rang at exactly six o'clock, the same moment steam started rising from the pot of pasta I was draining in the sink, and my entire body went stiff even though I had been expecting it, even though I had known down to the minute when he would show up because Rafael Cordova was nothing if not precise.

"Papa!" Dario shrieked, dropping his crayons and scrambling off