The alert came right on time, just like it always did – nine o’clock on the first day of every month.
I didn’t bother checking my phone. I already knew what it was. My bank confirming that the $300 transfer had gone through successfully.
Recipient: Doña Clara—my former mother-in-law.
Or more accurately, the mother of the woman who had once been my …
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