"Mija, si estas bonita...." she blurted out while looking at me thoughtfully.
"Uh, thanks, but I didn't ask....and you don't have to look so surprised."
"I'm not surprised. I know you are but when you're all fodonga, you look so tired."
"Yes, yes, I know. I'm working on it." I roll my eyes and laugh. I should've seen it coming.
Gee thanks, Mom. P.S. I look like you so be careful of what you say.
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