My son had been “working in the States” for six years, sending me money every month… until I went to the bank and the teller lowered her voice to tell me the deposits had never come from the North. They came from an account opened right here in my own town, just three blocks from my house. And when I returned home, trembling, I found my daughter-in-law pulling a shovel out of my dead son’s room.
“Mom, if you find this, don’t believe anything Maribel told you. I never made it to Houston. I never crossed. I never left Indiana. And that’s not the worst part. …
My son had been “working in the States” for six years, sending me money every month… until I went to the bank and the teller lowered her voice to tell me the deposits had never come from the North. They came from an account opened right here in my own town, just three blocks from my house. And when I returned home, trembling, I found my daughter-in-law pulling a shovel out of my dead son’s room. Read More