“Hello. “Hey, Cindy,” I said to Cynthia over the phone immediately as I got into the cab. After Lucy's phone call, I had briefly explained to Ashley that Doña Esperanza wanted to see me. Then I rushed out, and sure enough, a cab was waiting.
“Alice, what's up? They must really be sapping you guys dry over there with work,” she teased.
“Sorry for taking this long to reach out,” I apologized.
“No, chica. Don't do that. No need to apologize, sweetheart. How have you been faring? There were some days I swore you were dead,” she teased.
“A lot has happened in the last few days. It's been so crazy to the point that I'm about to lose my employment,” I told her and gave a laugh void of humor. Cynthia remained silent for what seemed like forever.
“Start talking,” she said calmly, but I could
