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Karmella

You’re thirty-six. That isn’t old. STFU.

I’m inclined to agree with Mella, but you guys know how much I hate doing that…

Also, Mayte… You BETTER update us! So a girl falls off a mechanical bull. What’s the big deal?

Karmella

1. It’s true. You DO hate to agree with me for some reason

2. YOU WHAT?!

It’s honestly not a big deal. I’m fine.

Ewelina

You wouldn’t tell us if you weren’t, so I have a hard time believing that. I have to run, but I love you guys. Talk soon!

Yanet

Goodnight, guys. I’ve gotta get the kids showered and to bed. Love you!

Karmella

Love you!!! Can’t wait to catch up in another two months!

I love you ladies. Have a good night, and thanks for checking in.

Seven hours later.

Johanna

Hi! Sorry, did I miss something? Love you all!

Chapter Twelve

PROBLEM SOLVING

SATURDAY, APRIL 26

I’ve watchedthat woman ride that mechanical bull every year at the county fair when she’d drop into town for a short visit.

If the fair was happening, she was there.

And she loved nothing more than to show off.

Never in a million years would I have thought she’d go flying off that thing. Sure, I could chalk it up to her being out of practice, but after seeing the way her hands struggled to get a good grip and watching her do those dishes last night, I’m not convinced.

The moment we’re parked in front of Mayte’s cottage, I swivel in my seat to face her.

“We need to talk,” I tell her.

She stares up at me with those giant, honey-colored eyes, blinking rapidly before nodding. “We do. Come inside. I’ve gotta get Isabela to bed first.”

I unstrap Isabela, and Mayte unclips her car seat once I get her out of it. We head inside, and I plop down on the couch, waiting for her to get Isabela settled and ready for bed.

When she’s finished, she waves a hand at me to follow her to the kitchen.

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