this is how it begins. i get a phonecall from a stranger saying he has a señora that just arrived from los estados unidos and he wants to make sure someone's actually here to pick her up. so i say i am and he says he'll be right over. half an hour later she arrives, just in time to meet the mom, who does NOT have just one arm. i abandon her with her and the brother and flee for the comfort of my office for a couple of hours, only to be forced back. she flashes me some knee, we go have dinner. she freaks out when ordering, gets a pile of cheesy tomatoey chicken, which is good. and by chicken i mean shrimp, which she insisted was chicken. so lost was her in the daze of cheesy tomatoey bliss. breading too, she whispers in my ear as i type oh baby baby yes. pray for me, dear reader.
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