Ma’s lips purse. “Mijo.” “Yes?” “I wanted to talk to you about Dahlia.” “What about her?” My voice lacks any inflection. “I know you have your differences, but can you set those aside and be nice to her while she is getting back on her feet? She’s in a fragile place right now.” “So I’ve noticed.” It’s obvious to anyone with eyes that Dahlia is one comment away from falling apart, but I want to know why. Oliver was a pretentious ass, but he seemed to respect Dahlia, according to my mom, so why call off a successful relationship after nine years? Ma’s voice drops as she says, “Rosa wants Dahlia
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