Tomorrow
August 11, 1983: I´ll be going tomorrow. It´ll be almost against my will because of my Tia and Luis. I wish I was a saint and were only thinking of my father and his illness, of what that means to my family of origin. Time to admit I´m human. Saying good-bye for real to Luis would be too much and I´m glad he didn´t come back a second time.
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