Eva glowed in her white dress, embroidered with ducks and cranes. The mantilla covered her face and eyes, but I could still see them filling with joyful tears. When we were bound together by the fig
It was obvious that I didn't fit in at my new school. I looked down and my tattered jeans and plain white t-shirt in embarrassment as clones in Abercrombie and Hollister filled the seats around
We had no money to buy her anything, but wanted desperately to show her how appreciated she was. She went to the field to begin weeding, and I held my brothers and sisters back, telling her we'd