Life as an expat in Buenos Aires
Some people thought my mother was weird because she'd let us eat dessert before dinner. She used to say, why not? It's all going into the same stomach. She was one of a kind. How I miss her!
I think your mother was one of the special ones who remained young at heart.
Isn't that lovely. I still know that girl, somewhere deep inside, she is still fighting to get out.
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