HISTORIAS DEL BARRIO english Historias del barrio ENGLISH | Page 14

The following
morning they
bought us
breakfast at
a cafe along
the seafront.
Bacon and eggs,
orange juice,
coffee, pancakes
with maple
syrup.
They were
Americans.
That much
was clear.
We spent the morning with them, and
later, at lunchtime, they went back
to the port and we went home.
My mother asked me where I had been.
And I told her the truth.
In America!
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