Where they come from

A couple of minutes ago, a three year old girl from Guatemala was looking out the window at Casa Alitas and saw two guys walking down the street. She leaned in close to me, and in her hard to understand 3-year-old Spanish, I heard her whisper something about the police and a pistol, as she stuck out her pointer and middle finger like a gun, pointed it into her mouth, and pulled the trigger, jerking back her head.

The women here chat and laugh and the kids play and watch cartoons, and you forget that they have a story that you’ll never know, and wouldn’t comprehend even if you did.


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