“Flaqui!” Magos walked into the living room and kissed my cheeks. “You look great. A bit pale. You’re working too much, no?” I nodded. Also, Estrella had left me, and I hadn’t had the energy to look for a new woman. I’d begun to wonder if my routine of baths had run its course. “I got some of that Tempranillo you like. Come. Come.”
