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PART 3

I stood in the hallway with dessert plates in my hands, trying not to cry.

Then I took a breath and walked in.

Mateo’s parents looked up.

The room went still.

In Spanish, I said, “I understood all of that.”

His mother covered her mouth.

His father blinked, then started laughing.

I set the plates down and said the only words I could manage.continue reading …