First of all, don't feel sorry for me. I know my mami is just using me to get at my papi. She's hanging out with her Mean Girl cousin and that creepy dude Hernán, not to mention the freak with the bad rug and the painted eyebrows. But you have to know that my papi is on my side.
We're not exactly living at the Ritz. Papi rented us a rooftop room after we got kicked out of the pensión. (My