EUPHORIA

comida se está enfriando."

airs and to the dining ro

I look at Mama and

n the table. "Your papa can't aff

n we can eat spaghetti is because that's w

l eat on silence. Mamá is not a fan of silent dining

apa. "How'd the

Papa too.

n't make any difference. We need more

de stupid decisions like making us move to this part of the state. But a

m...pista. A cue

" I y

Frida."

one has tried fighting back. Well, Papa did once. He lost

ezes. I look too. There's a black Jeep parked outside. I know this is

l a protest against la Sombra. Lem

ts up. He looks at Mamá as if saying

rehead before running down to talk with them. I hear l

over

g, I need you to uhhh...correr...run...si si." Her hands are shaking. "Run go find your Tíos. Find him." She picks up a p

thing has gone wrong. I hear another gunshot and Mama screams even louder. I hear the third gunshot. Another body thuds. It is Mama. I cover

e. A familiar voice. It is Alejandro

sks. "The daughter. Find

then the wardrobe.I slowly open the wardrobe. There's no one here. I

I seize my breath before jumping down. I fall right into the

"he yell. "S

ave shot at me. I'm not Superman or Wonder Woman, I don't know how to dodge a bullet. There's only one reason why they don't shoot... they need a sex slave. 'Horny bastards,' I mutter under my breath. I run to a quiet part of the market. No one would take me into their home to protect me, it would only cost their lives. I look down and I ha

fe trying to help me. I hear voices above me, of course they're still

forever. My stomach grumb

money from workers around. A member of la Sombra can never be seen walking alone. Why? Cause they're scared. Scared that they'd be beaten up by men whom they gang bullied. No one has ever tried that though. Everybody in Durango is either a coward or a fucking coward, well not everyone. Papa h

ur finger,"Alejandro said. "I'd