Yarel Marshall

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No mi’ja. She’s just sleeping. We found out from the lady who works with her that she hasn’t gone to works for days. She just stopped going and last night her lights were on all night. So we started to worry. Shouldn’t we call an ambulance? Estas loca, they’re like mechanics, they mess you up a little, so you have to go back and they can make more money. Nothing good comes out of people making a living on the sick. That’s what they’re there for, Abuela, to help, to fix things. You just can’t keep her here like this.
Yarel Marshall
Different reactions based on personal experience, feelings toward Western medicine
Soledad: A Novel
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