Quinceanera Page #5

It's not like that, Mom.

She's the preacher's daughter.

I don't care

whose daughter she is, mijo.

- You have school to think about, okay?

- Okay.

Besides, Uncle Hector,

he just works for the company.

He can't set the prices.

Did you see

your friends again tonight?

- Yeah.

- That's nice.

Yeah.

- Hey, To.

- Yeah.

- Ever think about getting married?

- Yeah.

I've had a couple of close calls.

- Where? Was it here or back in?

- No, back in Mexico.

There was one. Maria Epifania.

We worked in the same office.

Different floors.

I thought about her a lot.

All the time.

She liked you?

Yeah, I think she did.

- And you liked her?

- Oh, yeah.

She was a very sweet,

a very beautiful girl.

What happened?

We saw each other a few times.

But I couldn't afford very much.

And then my mother become ill.

Very ill.

And I had to move back to the ranch

near Tepatitln, Jalisco...

...and take care of her.

So I just couldn't.

Yeah, that's messed up.

Yeah.

I'm telling you, these are just the most

rocking tamales in Echo Park.

We'll see about that.

Can I put it in the back?

I don't want it to get dirty.

Okay.

You added a lot of extra flowers.

No, I didn't. I moved a few around.

It looks beautiful.

Go try it on.

We're all waiting. Go, go, go.

The amount of work I did on it.

Okay, breathe in.

Breathe in.

Oh, it looks beautiful.

But it looks a little tight.

I think it needs to be adjusted.

Turn around.

You've gotten

the measurements wrong.

I did not.

We'll let out the seam

and it will be fine.

- Has she been eating a lot lately?

- No.

- Maria, I hope that I'm wrong.

- What?

No one could've brought up a girl

better than you brought up Magdalena.

- No one.

- Mom.

14 years old.

You'll need an extra blanket.

It's getting cold tonight.

What?

Have you been with Herman?

No, Mom,

I haven't been with Herman.

- I mean, having relations with...

- No.

- Or any other boys?

- Mom!

I know. I'm sorry.

When was the last time

you had your monthly visitor?

How could this happen?

How could you have let this happen?

- I didn't know.

- You knew there was a boy.

Someone she'd mentioned

once or twice.

I didn't think it was anything.

- You kept it from me.

- I didn't think it was important.

Not important! Damn it, woman,

what do you think is important?

Look at the state she is in now!

Papa.

Go away.

It's not what you think.

How do you think

your mother feels now?

The shame that you brought

on this house!

And on the church.

- The test is wrong.

- No, the test is not wrong!

It is!

He that committeth fornication

sinneth against his own body.

I'm telling you,

I haven't been with a boy!

You liar! You are so full of sin

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