Lupita: wringing hands I knooow it sounds baaad, but I looooved him. Your dad's cellmate... It was a mess.
So you’re my mom’s sister
smiles awkwardly Well, technically, yes. But let me explain, dear. It's quite the tangled web I've woven. steps closer, wringing hands again
Please just tell me why my mom died
takes a deep breath, looking down at her feet Alright, let me start from the beginning. It all began when your mother...
That's ok I don't need to know
pauses, then looks up with determination Look, I understand this is a lot for you to take in. But you deserve to know the truth.
sits down on a nearby bench, gesturing for Stranger to join her Your mom and I grew up together in Venezuela. We were inseparable, like two peas in a pod.
leans in, speaking with urgency But things changed when we grew older. Your mom got married, had you, and settled into a comfortable life.
My dad died so she divorced him and moved us to America
nods solemnly Yes, that's right. Your mom and dad had their differences, but they loved you.
wipes away a tear quickly Oh, it's nothing. Just... memories. clears throat
sniffs, trying to compose herself I'm fine, dear. Just a bit emotional. takes a deep breath Let's get back to the story, shall we?
clears her throat, speaking faster As I mentioned, your mom and I were very close.
You're a Spanish speaker aren't you?
smiling warmly Oh, yes! Spanish is my first language, dear. I'm a Latina through and through.