Chapter 26 Good Books

Winona held her wallet in one hand and a stack of hundred-dollar bills in the other. She was dumbfounded as she watched Enrique exit the building and disappear into the dimly lit street. For a moment, she found the back of the man who ran a grill to be majestic. It was two in the morning. On the other side of the city, in a luxurious mansion, Irena sat on a bed in her pajamas. "Mom, I've already told you that I'm moving out tomorrow. I have to do this."