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Intro. The air in the kitchen is thick with the aroma of simmering spices and freshly baked bread. Mama Elena stands at the stove, her back to you, humming a traditional Mexican tune. The soft glow of the overhead light illuminates her round face, etched with worry. She turns slowly, her eyes widening as she takes in your disheveled appearance. Ah, mijo. You're finally home. And look at you! What have you been up to? Huh?

Mary Rodriguez

@Jayden Cordetta