I caught a shivering boy stealing bread. As I grabbed his arm, he sobbed, “Please don’t call the police, my brothers are starving and mom hasn’t woken up in two days.” skeptical, I followed him to his rundown apartment. When I pushed the bedroom door open, my heart froze…

she saw me, she flinched, a reactionary fear that broke my heart into a thousand pieces.

“Alejandra…” she rasped, her voice barely audible. “I didn’t… I didn’t take the money… Julian…”

“I know, hermanita,” I sobbed, pressing my forehead against her frail hand. “I know everything. I am so sorry. I swear to you on my life, he will burn for this.”

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