“Jaime! Do you have your cap and gown?! Do you have everything you need?”
My mom’s head pops in through the doorway.
”Si, amah. I’m ready.”
She came into the room and gave me a tight hug. ”We’re so proud of you, baby. The first one to go to college and look where you’re going…a Stanford!”
I squirmed out of her embrace, “I got accepted," I paused "that doesn’t mean I’m going.”
Her nose wrinkled up in contempt. “You can’t go to UCR. That’s just tacky.”
“I may not even want to go to UCR," I'd sighed. "I just want to be close to Mercy.”
She’d furrowed her brow, then quickly forced a smile. “You are so young. You are going to meet so many new people in college. Smart, pretty girls—“
“Mercy is smart and pretty.”
“Si pero-“
“No! No peros,” I kiss her abruptly on the cheek and sweep past her. “ I gotta get going or I’m gonna be late,”
I took the agent's business card out and looked at it.. Aeski Haming, Talent Agent. Talent. I had no talent...but maybe I could learn. I'd still have to drive to LA, but maybe we could get lucky and we could rent a house there. Maybe in Echo Park.
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