Papi looked down at the side-view mirror, at the pine branches sticking out from behind the truck, and every time Rocio raised her voice, singing and screaming at the same time, it felt like the front seats were flooding with water.
Mario Alberto ZambranoAnd we just sat there, like a statue of two girls trying to do the right thing.
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