How the Garcia Girls Spent Their Summer

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Unh!

Good morning!

Good morning.

Hello.

Oh!

Ama.

Blanca!

Blanca, get in here

and say hello to your Nana.

Oh! She is driving me crazy!

Let her be.

They ran out of the tomatoes

that were on sale,

so I got you some other ones.

And I can't stay for long.

I gotta go open the shop.

Hey, and what is that

hunk of junk sitting outside?

It's mine.

What?

The car. It's mine.

You're joking, right?

No. I bought it.

With what?

I had some money saved up.

What money?

You can barely survive on your

Social Security checks.

I've been saving a little

here, a little there...

What is it that you need

that you need to buy a car?

I can fit this whatever it is

into my schedule.

Ama...

You don't even know

how to drive.

I can learn.

I'm not that old.

Seora Rodriguez still drives,

and she's only five years

younger than me.

So she says.

She's been driving

her whole life.

I... I thought...

maybe you can teach me.

Oh, forget it.

I don't want any part of this.

Trust me, it's for

your own good, okay?

The car goes.

Your grandmother

has gone crazy.

Your grandmother,

she's driving me crazy!

What?

Did you see the monstrosity

that she bought?

You mean that car is hers?

Not for long.

I thought it was cool.

"Cool. "

Do you want your Nana

to kill herself?

She doesn't even know

how to drive.

Mom, what's the big deal?

She'll just learn.

I don't know what

got into her head.

Maybe she's lonely.

Lonely...

How could she be lonely?

She has us, doesn't she?

What more does she want?

Give us some candy.

Two tostadas!

Who's gonna pay

for all this?

Um...

What can you give us

for free?

Jesus!

You really shouldn't take

the name of the Lord in vain.

F*ck off, Rose.

So, we saw your abuela's

new hotrod.

How do you know about that?

Please. You can't fart in

this town without everyone

smelling it.

That's true.

So, what do you think God

thinks about farts?

Leave her alone.

What? I just figured

a future nun would...

She's not a nun yet.

Yeah, when are you gonna

tell your parents?

I don't know. They're kinda

set on me going to college.

They want me to be

the first Reyes to go.

New face.

Who do you think he's after?

Maybe he wants to do you.

What makes you say that?

Please. Ever since you

sprouted those, you've become

a hot commodity.

Okay, what about yours?

Until Mercy loses that ass of

hers, no boy's gonna be

chasing her.

My mother says there's

nothing wrong with a little

meat on your bones.

Of course she would say that.

Your boyfriend's here.

He's not my boyfriend.

Thank you.

Doesn't he creep you out?

Oh!

Hi. I wanted to get

a head start on the pork

in the back.

Oh, I'm...

I'm sorry.

I got it.

You were... you were smiling.

What?

When you came in...

you were smiling.

It's been a while since...

It was nice.

Well, there isn't very much

to smile about around here.

I'm surrounded by a bunch of

smelly pigs all day.

Ah...

I know.

That's not what I meant.

I'm not made for eating,

I know that.

We couldn't get a very good

batch of chorizo from here.

Your father, he couldn't

stand the smell either.

He used to place his chair

outside.

He figured if anyone wanted to

place an order, it was just as

good a place as any.

It just gave him better

access to pinching the ladies'

asses as they passed by.

At least that's what people

would say.

Well...

I better get back to work.

These pigs won't cut themselves.

Hey.

Chica. Como estas?

Guess what your mother

did this morning?

She bought a car.

You knew?

Of course I knew...

she's my mother.

And you let her?

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