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Authors: Mara White
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banging my best friend. Maybe that’s it,” I say, my voice loaded with sarcasm.
Mami throws her head back over her shoulder and glares at me. I look up and Titi and Luciano are standing at the bottom of the landing.
“ Hola !” Mami says, going in to kiss their cheeks.
Lucky gives me a look that says, “Really?”
I cross my arms over my chest, muttering, “I didn’t know they were coming.”
We ride the train downtown together and Mami and Titi laugh and chat like they haven’t seen each other in years and like they don’t live in the same building. I purposefully don’t sit next to him, but all the way on the other side, next to Mami.
When we arrive in Times Square, I get off the train and walk fast. I can’t even make eye contact with him. I’m sure he thinks I’m sick or like some crazy, sex-starved person. Above ground we wait at the light to cross and I fix my eyes on the far side of the street. I feel him standing next to me but I refuse to even look at him.
“Forget this?” he asks and I whip my head to see. He’s holding my purse out to me by the strap with two of his fingers.
I must have been so nervous that I left it on the train. I didn’t even notice him pick it up for me. My mouth is agape and I shake my head.
“Thanks,” I say, taking the bag from him. I think I’m blushing. He probably thinks I’m a complete moron. A sex-crazed complete moron who can’t keep track of her things and is in love with her own cousin.
“Hi,” Lucky says, smiling at me. I’m staring ahead again, but he sticks his friendly smile right in my face. It catches me off-guard and a laugh charges out of me. Lucky laughs too and it at least breaks some of the tension.
We arrive at some loud, noisy, packed Times Square all-you-can-eat restaurant. Hemi is already there and so are her kids. The youngest, Briana, is crying from spilling her drink. Hemi is using a gigantic pile of napkins to mop up the spill. She swears at Raymond and a bunch of heads turn to look at us. Hemi is big, she’s always been big. But right now she’s really big, because Tía Hemi is pregnant. Mami and Titi are slim thick but Hemi is huge. As she mops up the spill her whole arm jiggles and her pants ride so low that her ass crack is exposed. Briana and Annalise are fighting, she tosses an ice cube at her sister and it lands right in someone’s chili.
“Oh Lord,” Mami sighs.
“ Dios m í o ,” Titi seconds.
“Here, I’ll hang up your coat,” Lucky says, and his hands graze my shoulders.
I exhale hard but my blood pressure rises.
“We cool?” Lucky whispers into my ear as he removes my coat.
“Everything’s good,” I reply, but somehow it comes out almost like a question.
Then Hemi squishes me into a hug, followed by the twins and the other kids until I reach the end of the red-and-white checkered table. They’ve eaten all the free bread; there’s nothing but crusts left in the basket. I sit down and roll my silverware out of the napkin, then look up and smile at my family, feeling determined to have a good time and make myself take advantage by binging on the sundae bar.
I spot Lucky at the coat check flirting with the girl working there. He laughs and his stance changes. It’s fascinating to watch how she immediately softens for him. It’s probably less than twenty seconds before she’s reaching for her phone. I stare at them punching in each other’s phone numbers and I feel sick. His kiss was so beautiful and so extremely special to me. But it’s a kiss he shares with any girl he wants. And they all seem to want him. My heart sinks deep into my chest when he smiles at her. Lucky will never fall in love with me. He’ll never belong to me and trying to make it happen will only eventually hurt worse than this already hurts me.
“Belén!” Mami calls and I snap my eyes to her. “Pass the breadsticks, baby. You’re off in la-la land daydreaming.”
“Sorry,” I say, forcing an apologetic smile. We
Mami throws her head back over her shoulder and glares at me. I look up and Titi and Luciano are standing at the bottom of the landing.
“ Hola !” Mami says, going in to kiss their cheeks.
Lucky gives me a look that says, “Really?”
I cross my arms over my chest, muttering, “I didn’t know they were coming.”
We ride the train downtown together and Mami and Titi laugh and chat like they haven’t seen each other in years and like they don’t live in the same building. I purposefully don’t sit next to him, but all the way on the other side, next to Mami.
When we arrive in Times Square, I get off the train and walk fast. I can’t even make eye contact with him. I’m sure he thinks I’m sick or like some crazy, sex-starved person. Above ground we wait at the light to cross and I fix my eyes on the far side of the street. I feel him standing next to me but I refuse to even look at him.
“Forget this?” he asks and I whip my head to see. He’s holding my purse out to me by the strap with two of his fingers.
I must have been so nervous that I left it on the train. I didn’t even notice him pick it up for me. My mouth is agape and I shake my head.
“Thanks,” I say, taking the bag from him. I think I’m blushing. He probably thinks I’m a complete moron. A sex-crazed complete moron who can’t keep track of her things and is in love with her own cousin.
“Hi,” Lucky says, smiling at me. I’m staring ahead again, but he sticks his friendly smile right in my face. It catches me off-guard and a laugh charges out of me. Lucky laughs too and it at least breaks some of the tension.
We arrive at some loud, noisy, packed Times Square all-you-can-eat restaurant. Hemi is already there and so are her kids. The youngest, Briana, is crying from spilling her drink. Hemi is using a gigantic pile of napkins to mop up the spill. She swears at Raymond and a bunch of heads turn to look at us. Hemi is big, she’s always been big. But right now she’s really big, because Tía Hemi is pregnant. Mami and Titi are slim thick but Hemi is huge. As she mops up the spill her whole arm jiggles and her pants ride so low that her ass crack is exposed. Briana and Annalise are fighting, she tosses an ice cube at her sister and it lands right in someone’s chili.
“Oh Lord,” Mami sighs.
“ Dios m í o ,” Titi seconds.
“Here, I’ll hang up your coat,” Lucky says, and his hands graze my shoulders.
I exhale hard but my blood pressure rises.
“We cool?” Lucky whispers into my ear as he removes my coat.
“Everything’s good,” I reply, but somehow it comes out almost like a question.
Then Hemi squishes me into a hug, followed by the twins and the other kids until I reach the end of the red-and-white checkered table. They’ve eaten all the free bread; there’s nothing but crusts left in the basket. I sit down and roll my silverware out of the napkin, then look up and smile at my family, feeling determined to have a good time and make myself take advantage by binging on the sundae bar.
I spot Lucky at the coat check flirting with the girl working there. He laughs and his stance changes. It’s fascinating to watch how she immediately softens for him. It’s probably less than twenty seconds before she’s reaching for her phone. I stare at them punching in each other’s phone numbers and I feel sick. His kiss was so beautiful and so extremely special to me. But it’s a kiss he shares with any girl he wants. And they all seem to want him. My heart sinks deep into my chest when he smiles at her. Lucky will never fall in love with me. He’ll never belong to me and trying to make it happen will only eventually hurt worse than this already hurts me.
“Belén!” Mami calls and I snap my eyes to her. “Pass the breadsticks, baby. You’re off in la-la land daydreaming.”
“Sorry,” I say, forcing an apologetic smile. We
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