I broke into a house in Coyoacán to steal, but found a blind girl tied to a chair. She whispered, “Did my mom come back to sell me again?” I decided to steal her back instead. As we reached the front door, heavy footsteps echoed from the dark hallway, and a voice growled, “Who is in there?”…

I immediately dropped to my knees, reaching out to sever the degrading bond. But the moment my fingers brushed the coarse fiber, her entire body went rigidly taut, vibrating with sudden, immense terror.

“No! Stop!” she pleaded, a desperate hiss. “If you release me and she returns to find it undone, the punishment will be severe.”

“Who?” I demanded, a continue reading …