She wasn’t supposed to know he was coming home today. His family bribed the prison guards so she got no letters. But she had to believe he loved her, else why live.
Forcing hope down into a tiny corner of her mind, she and the kids trudged two dusty miles to the bus stop.
Of course his mama and his brothers were there already, so she kept back.
The bus drew in and for a moment nobody got out.
Then he was there, jumping down the steps and running past his mother’s theatrical embrace straight into her arms…
“Mi corazón.”
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