“I hope so,” Mr. Legare said softly. “I hope your mother and I can live long enough to see your children grow up. I even want to see my grandson get married one day.”
He looked at Joaquin. “So who is this rival in love? Someone more outstanding than you?”
In Mr. Legare’s eyes, his son was already the most capable young man he knew.
Back in the early days, villagers had whispered that the Legare family was foolish for pouring all their savings into Joaquin’s education—if he failed, it would all be wasted. But now, those same villagers said the Legares were both capable and fortunate. Joaquin succeeded, paid off every debt, and even built a new house back home.
Life for the entire family changed because of him. Joaquin bought a house and a car in Wiltspoon City, saved steadily, and always helped relatives and friends when they were in trouble.
Now, whenever his name came up, relatives practically praised him to the heavens—his ability, his good heart, his gratitude. His siblings had better lives because of him too.
Who wouldn’t praise Joaquin?