“My daughter is not accustomed to attention. She is a shy girl. You must not mistake one dance for an invitation.”
“No,” Francisco says. “I mistook nothing.”
Another silence.
Then he adds, “But I did notice the bruises on her wrist when she left the casino.”
Your hand flies to your arm.
Your mother’s voice turns cold.
“You are overstepping, señor.”
“Yes,” continue reading …