Being a godfather 

      He pulled his robe over his bare body and dragged himself to the sitting room only to meet Santiago and Jimmy. He squinted, yawned and mumbled words that sounded like greetings.      “Sorry we had to wake you up from sleep. I insisted on seeing you” Santiago informed. They were standing and Adrian requested that they take a seat.     “It's okay. Thanks for the condolences, and please extend my appreciation to your parents” He declared, taking the sofa opposite the brothers.       “Just my parents, how about Aurora and your daughter?” Santiago demanded, watching Adrian as he poured himself a glass of water.       Adrian paused, placed back the glass of water he was holding and chuckled softly. He didn't offer the brothers any drinks because he found them holding glasses of wine when he stepped out.        “She didn't come to New Jersey because of me, she's here with Patrick and being present at the funeral was simply coincidental. As for having a daughter, I don't have any” Adrian