the voice after the tone sounds as if it hasn't spoken words it understands in a very long time. "h-hello? hello. i - gosh, nancy? is this you? i hope you've kept the same number, but it sure has been awhile. this is mark.. maria's husband. i was just.. well. i'm calling because.. i mean, of all people, you should know. it's.. she.. AHEM. maria has passed away. it was alzheimer's disease. dementia. i'm sorry. i hope this finds you well. i'm sorry." *click* apparently mark was never particularly good with words. not a thing like maria, who taught my grandmother how to fold and starch clothes in the basement of woolworth's department store. nanny's first week as a working woman was saved by her new friend's endless advice, her easy laughter, and her affinity for american hamburgers; a delicacy she had never seen in puerto rico. nanny found this endlessly amusing, mostly because she couldn't imagine having the money to orde
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