Alejandro didn’t give him a single coin. He bent down on the wet pavement, not caring about the expensive suit, and placed several bills in his hand. Then he closed his umbrella and handed it to him.
—Here. This will be more useful than that cardboard box.
The woman looked at him in bewilderment, as if she were not used to someone looking her in the eyes.
—Thank you, sir… God bless you.
Her voice had an education that didn’t match her appearance. Alejandro noticed it instantly.
-What’s it called?
—Guadalupe… but they call me Lupita.
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