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Ah… I complain. I try to move my body from side to side, but the more I try, the more it hurts.
Where am I? I remember not having even a drop of alcohol; I'm not the kind of person who drinks because I'm used to it.
I open my eyes and can see that I'm in the TV room. I'm lying on the carpet, and a small pillow supports my head. Where is Lucero?
That daughter of her mother left me here; she left without even having the decency to say, "hey, get up, I'm leaving."
I swear I'll kill her!
I thought the evening we had last night was wonderful; movies, gossip, confessions, and advice. However, things didn't go well because she left me on the floor like a dog.
"Lucero!" I shout like crazy, "Lucero... Lucero."
"I'm sorry, miss, but Miss Lucero has gone to
