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May 10, 2015 - Spanish Grand Prix
Stepping into his hotel room, Carlos Sainz Vasquez Norris finally felt the adrenaline of the day seep out of him. In just his fifth race of his Formula 1 career, Carlos had managed to score in the points finishing his home race in P9. The result was good pick-me-up after the devastating DNF at the previous Grand Prix just two weeks prior. During his week off, however, Carlos would be able to fly back home to Yeovil to visit his parents and brother.
The Norris’s were a fairly wealthy family living in the Bristol area. Adam and Cisca Norris were well-liked and well-respected in the community and much loved by their two sons. The couple adopted Carlos when he was only six. Moving to England, speaking limited English, was a tough obstacle for Carlos to overcome but not impossible. Carlos loved his parents dearly and had never taken for granted the blessings he had received from them.
One of these blessings coming in the form of his little brother. Carlos remembered the day the social worker had dropped the day-old premie at the doorstep of their home. Although perfectly healthy, little Lando was incredibly small, just fitting into the hands of his mother. The Norris’s had fallen in love with this little baby and were able to finalize his adoption four months later. Carlos could remember it like it was yesterday; finally being able to take this little baby home as his official little brother. When he started his second year of karting a few weeks later it was all he could talk about with his friends.
Now 13, Lando could keep up with Carlos a little bit better, so the two spent Carlos’ breaks playing football and paddle with their father. Football was just the most recent obsession of Lando’s; the young Brit never stuck on one thing for long. Unlike Carlos, Lando hadn’t gone down the path of Motorsport after a rather traumatizing (or at least for a six year old) crash on a quad bike. Lando chose instead to fill his time with whatever else he could get his hands onto; whether that be playing football, twitch streaming, or whatever he had found interesting.
Carlos loved his family and even though he didn’t see them as often, they were his favorite people in the world.
Shivering, Carlos stepped out of the hot shower into the cold bathroom. After getting dressed he settled in the bed hoping to get a couple hours of sleep before his flight home in the morning.
Just as he was drifting off, the sound of his phone ringing startled him awake.
Groaning he picked it up and saw that the unknown number belonged to a phone in his hometown.
Now, normally, Carlos wouldn’t answer unknown numbers, especially this late at night, but something in him said that he should. Sighing, he pressed the receive button.
“Hello?”