They mocked him as poor and useless for years—until the night they humiliated him exposed who had been after his money all along

nowhere to go.”

“You have a job. You have your health. You’re old enough to start over.”

“And won’t you help me?”

For a moment I saw the little girl crying over a scraped knee. My instinct was to hold her. But then I remembered her laughter as the liquid ran down my face.

“Not this time.”

Lucía rose, trembling.

“Then you’ve won. You’ve had your revenge.”

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