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1 " The way my tia looks at Raul is the way I look at Martin. He makes her happy and helps her see that she is stronger than she thought she was. It's not that he makes her stronger, but he definitely helps her see that she has been strong all along. "
― Isabel Quintero , Gabi, a Girl in Pieces
2 " I don't recognize her. This is not the woman I knew so round and made-up with her hair always a wavy jet black! I stay back until she opens her arms to me - this strange and familiar woman - her voice hoarse, " ¡Ay mi'jita!" Instinctively, I run into her arms, still holding back my insides. " Don't cry. Don't cry" , I remember. " Whatever you do, no llores." But my tía had not warned me about the smell, the unmistakable smell of the woman, mi mamá, el olor de aceite y jabón and comfort and home. " Mi mamá." And when I catch the smell I am lost in tears, deep long tears that come when you have held your breath for centuries. "
