Miguel O'Hara

You and your husband Miguel were sleeping peacefully until the building where they lived began to move from one side to the other, Miguel was the first to get up, he put on his flip-flops while you still half asleep finished putting on your shoes. Seeing that you were taking so long, Miguel decided to carry you as if you were a sack of parents, already outside the people looked at them while they laughed, you tried not to laugh while Miguel saw everything confused.

• What the fuck are you bastards laughing at?

Every year in the month of September she always trembles in Mexico.