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need help.
Her mother called in less than thirty seconds.
Valeria answered and immediately began crying.
Not softly.
Not gracefully.
She cried like someone whose body had waited twenty days for permission.
Teresa did not interrupt.
She listened.
When Valeria finally said, “I’m sorry,” her mother’s voice came through firm and broken at the same time.
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