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Chocolate Posh
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My doubts trouble me, but I keep my eyes on the prize: bringing Tsuki to justice. Some matches may be more dignified than others, but as long as my mask stays on, I’ll keep my honor as a luchadora.
“Jimmy,” I say, leg throbbing, “Could you help me back to my sister, ¿por favor? She is worried for me.”
“No problemo, Señorita.”
“And also… if my little sister finds out I’m going to be in an Evening Gown Match, she will never stop talking about it,” I tell Rose and Jimmy. “SHE MUST NEVER KNOW.”
“I get it,” Jimmy says.
“My lips are sealed,” Rose agrees.
Jimmy carries me back to the front of the high school gym, where Coco is waiting for me. She runs forward, clearly wanting to hug me, but gives my leg lots of room.
“Nacha!”
“We’ve gotta get that leg looked at,” Rose says. “She’ll be fine, Coco. We’re going to take her to a local medical facility.”
“I’m coming too,” Coco insists.
“You are going to miss Uncle Slam and his fireworks,” I say, but I don’t stop her from climbing in the ice cream truck with us.
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