“Maria, come here.
I approached.
She reached into her apron pocket and pulled out a small wad of crumpled bills. Then he put them in my hand.
“Go to the market and buy everything for food.”
I looked at the money.
Small bills.
Too small.
I counted them.
One hundred pesos.
I thought something was missing.
“Just… this?
Doña Carmen looked up and her eyes turned cold.
“Is that not enough?”
I felt a lump in my throat.
“Mom… twenty people come.
She let out a short, dry laugh.
“In my day, fifty pesos could be used to make a banquet.
Then he leaned a little towards me.
“Good daughters-in-law know how to manage.
The words fell on me like stones.
I looked out over the courtyard. Diego was still outside, talking to the neighbors. He seemed to hear something of the conversation, but he didn’t go in.
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