Isabella, get up!” my mother shook me awake. “Mami que pasa? What’s going on?” I sat up straining to see in the darkness. “He’s coming for you, Mariposa, you have to run.” “Mami, where am I going to go? There is nowhere to hide in Mexico from Don Ricardo. He’ll kill me.”“You have to go to the United States.” “I’m not going to leave you. There is nothing in the states for me.” “You have to go there’s an underground tunnel. You can go through it. Your Aunt Rosita and your cousin Reina will be there waiting for you.” “Mami, no will stay. I’ll talk, Don Ricardo; I’ll make a deal or something.” I started to cry. “Oh, mi hija, don’t cry. It’ll be fine. Go to the truck stop at the fruit market. Just run and don’t look back, don’t stop for anything.” My mother held my face in her hands. A tear fell down her cheek. She kissed my forehead, “Go! Mi hija, go!” I got up and rushed to the door, nothing on my feet but socks. I looked at my mother from the doorway. She was trying to stifle
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