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their breath and had been holding it for over a year.
Rosa asked suddenly, “Do you have experience with children?”
Elena froze.
The cloth in her hand stopped in midair.
The question pulled her back three years.
Back to the Bronx.
Back to a small auto repair shop on 17th Street.
Her father, Antonio Vasquez, had been wiping his hands with an oil-stained rag continue reading …
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