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And 1137 more words . . .
I started Chapter 26, the ending one. I'm jazzed. I had to stay up to get Emma -- she played at the last football game she'll ever play at, tonight. At least the last Santa Cruz High School one. I thought I'd write a little before I got her, but we're back, she's exhausted in bed, and I'm still up.
It kind of looks like macho is one of the things this book is looking at. But not the swaggering kind: the modest, fix everything and don't show your feelings kind. Candelario is macho. I think my guy ends up macho. But in a good way. It's late, or I might develop this idea further.
It kind of looks like macho is one of the things this book is looking at. But not the swaggering kind: the modest, fix everything and don't show your feelings kind. Candelario is macho. I think my guy ends up macho. But in a good way. It's late, or I might develop this idea further.