No regrets, princesa.
Sarah OcklerIn that moment, in the
smoky haze, Celi looks grown up and wounded, and I
realize how young I really am in my long pink nightgown.
My sisters have a whole collection of broken hearts in a
book, and I haven’t even gotten my period yet.
The bike would be finished this
summer and Papi would be fine, and Janice and all the
other concerned medical professionals could take their
long-term care facility and shove it, while the rest of us
ate empanadas and laughed about that one summer Papi
almost lost his mind.
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