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Bio's for T.J and Lee
Name: Tony Jesse Torreto
Birth Date: August 5, 2004
Parents: Father Dominic Torreto, Mother Letty ( no last name known)
Eye color: Black
Hair color: Wavy black curls, but shaves head
Height: 6 feet
Distinguishing marks: Angel wing tattoo ( small) on upper right bicep.Piercing in eyebrow. Small burn scar on back of left hand.
Name: Lee Maria Torreto
Birth Date: May 9, 2005
Parents: Father Dominic Torreto, Mother Letty ( no last name known)
Eye color: gray-blue
Hair color: Tight black curls ( like Letty's)
Height: 5 feet nine and a half inches
Distinguishing marks: Nine piercings in ears; four in left, five in right. Piercing in nose.
Small scar on right cheek ( possibly from an auto accident), large scar on left arm ( where she accidentally cut herself when she was seven)
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Letty parked her car, but didn't exit it. She sat still for a moment, trying to gather her courage.
Normally she had such a no-bullshit attitude that it was the only thing that scared her, but now she sat in her car, shaking like a leaf.
Finally, she slammed her hands into the steering wheel and then wrenched open the car door.
This was where Vince had told her Dom had been living for the past sixteen years.
Ever since she had walked out on him, leaving two small children behind.
It was an okay neighborhood, rather like the one that they had lived in, in LA.
There were lots of kids playing in the street and people yelled back and forth across some of the yard lots. But, it wasn't angry yelling, more companionable chatter.
It was a mainly Latino neighborhood, so most of the conversations were in Spanish, but Letty almost could feel at home here.
Strains of music reached her ears as she approached the end of the street. It was a cul-de-sac and so a lone house sat at the very end of it, sandwiched between two other houses on either side.
There was a car in the drive way and there were a pair of feet sticking out from underneath the car, but they looked too small to be either Dom's or Leon's.
The person who was under the car slid out as she approached them and Letty had to stifle a gasp.
My God, she thought. It's my baby.
Lee had grown a lot since she'd last seen her, but Letty could tell almost instantly it was her daughter.
She was thin, but tanned and was clad in a pair of greasy, black cargo pants and a thin, gray tank-top. Her long, thick curly hair was pulled back in a ponytail and a small silver nose ring winked in the sunlight.
She sat up on the skateboard that she was using as a mechanics bench and stared back at Letty. She held a wrench loosely in one hand and a car part in the other.
" 'Scuse me ? Um, excuse me ?"
Letty was broken out of her reverie by Lee's voice and she focused her attention on what she was saying.
"Can I help you ?"
"Uh, yeah. Is Dominic Toretto around ?"
"One second."
Lee climbed off the skateboard and putting both the wrench and car piece on the ground, she jogged up the worn steps to the porch and yanked the screen door open.
"Papi ?"
The response was in Spanish, so Letty didn't understand, but she felt like she got the general gist of the conversation.
"Qué ?"
( "What ?")
"Hay una persona extraña fuera de aquí quién desea verle."
( "There's a weird person out here who wants to see you.")
"No llame a visitantes extraños."
( "Don't call visitors weird.")
"Aceptable. Es usted que viene?"
( "Okay. Are you coming ?")
"Quién es él?"
( "Who is it ?")
"Alguna señora. No sé."
( " Some lady. I don't know .")
"Bien. Estoy viniendo."
( "Alright. I'm coming.")
Letty heard the shifting of couch springs and then Dom appeared in the doorway beside Lee.
When he saw Letty, a look of pain crossed his face.
las "Heces, entran en la casa."
( "Lee, go in the house.")
"Porqué, Papi?"
( "Why, dad ?")
"Apenas vaya."
( "Just go.")
Lee muttered something under her breath about overly controlling parents, but disappeared into the house.
Letty squared her shoulders and tried to smile. "Hello, Dom."