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chapter 23
Omar's p.o.v I arrive back at the house and unload everything. I do feel a little bad that I left them for days with not not much. I walk inside and open the door. As soon as I step inside, it smells really bad. I look at them and my son and the little girl are asleep laying on Mayra's lap. My eyes connect with Mayra's and I see hate in them. "What is that smell?" I ask her. "There's no restroom down here" she says and I mentally slap myself. There's a shower that we built out back and a restroom. It's dark now so they can go use it. I don't have to worry about being seen. "Get up" I yell. All 3 of them jump. The kids wake up. "You" I point at her daughter "Clean all this shìt up." I yell at her and she flinches. "Son, I am taking you to use the restroom and take a shower a
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