9
MARI
When I woke to the sound of retching, I knew it was going to be one of those days.
Since Abuelito’s death, it had been only me, Lita, and Tio Hernando in this trailer house. But then my cousin Camilo got his girlfriend, Lucía, pregnant, and she moved in with him. Except the trailer he’d lived in with his parents and brothers was too full to fit one more occupant, so he and Lucía had moved over here—into my bed. And I’d been exiled to the couch in the front room.
I could’ve attempted to claim Camilo’s old spot in Tio Franco’s trailer, but he’d shared his room with his two wild, younger brothers, and besides, Camilo’s mamá didn’t like me all that much.
And Tio Enrique’s place was already crammed with his wife and sons, so I just stayed where I was…on the couch.
Tio Hernando, my
