Love at the end of the tunnel.

awake wit

had wondered more than once or twice about h

ng she had nev

up from a nap in the middle of the day, or even waking up for a bathroom break, she always ca

e way, she had no recollection of any time in he

eed a few minutes or even seconds to get her senses in order and get her brain to start working, because what ever it was t

ime of the night or early morning for a myriad of reasons, it had been

r, and the time she spent sleeping on the streets of San Diego, being abl

tting mugged more times

her from rape an

had been grateful for wh

d she had become a new person, still be able to

unched shoulders. She was no longer the meek little girl who went ev

lle family, no longer their little slave

e little perra she h

a grown

independe

iness

her o

ation and persistence than she knew she

she had fought to build herself

and had been working in Zelda's book store for three months, when she h

n the tiny apartment

Gina her tutor sat on the tat

they went through middle school text books, that had either been gott

and in less than three months, a heavily pregnant Sonya deemed herself smar

e would think she had won

she had temporarily forgotten her woeful life story, that is until sh

deliver her baby in her apartment, because she neither

o a delivery and she had no idea what to do about delivering a baby, she

d blurted out her lif

she told Zelda why she could not go

ut her family with o

like trash by her family, and how she had ru

e in the country, going to the hospital would be a sure way to get herself deported back

d her hands and cried wit

ause of the pain of labor and the horrible way she had grown up, the other cried from s

k and forth with tears streaming down her ch

le her as well as she could, sniffling

rst one tiny cry then another could be heard from the tiny nook at t

to get a paper blotter to cut the placenta with, and he

oor at the back of the book

still

, she had two ch

other of two

lt su

was less than trash, she did

pinche to feel such tr

f to make sure she

to be reality, it

ed Zelda get rid of the placenta and

ught it was strange for Zelda to lug such a thick

carefully wrapped up in the thick comfin

n boys made it easy to believe th

aced the boys in her arms and gently

aking most of her weight. When she had climed the stairs earlier this morning, she had been only one person, but now as she w

ould mean more to her than h

the world, they were going to get all the lo

to her boys, and they in turn were go

be the perf

s going to be such a good mother that her boys would never feel

e them all they coul