The phone call changed Raúl’s face before he even said a word.
One second, he was standing in your driveway in Austin, Texas, wearing sunglasses like a man trying to look unbothered while his whole life sat in labeled cardboard boxes beside the curb. The next second, the color drained from his face so completely that even Fernanda stopped clutching …
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