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the housekeeper who’d been with us since we moved in, already at work. She gave me a warm, slightly sad smile—the intuition of people who’ve seen a lot in life. “Good morning, Miss Natalia. Did you sleep well?”
I shook my head but returned her smile. “I’ll sleep better today, Mrs. Rivera.”
She nodded as if she understood everything.
I went to the kitchen,continue reading …
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