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Memory From Mexico

I asked a small girl at the day care what her name was.
“Elena.”
Just to be sure, I wrote it out: E-l-e-n-a. “Like that?”
“No,” she said. She took my pen. “Like this:”
E-L-E-N-A.

My mistake: the volume was down.


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