![]() Now here we were in a food court at Los Angeles International Airport, which my mother referred to as "l-a-x." She and I and my sister, Ale, had walked for ages through the terminal, looking for our gate, and the whole time she'd rubbed the palms of her hands into the small of her back, muttering, "Firing squad to the woman hater who invented heels."įrom Something Fierce by Carmen Aguirre ©2011. In dressing for our trip that morning, my mother had followed her lead, though not the splits part, because she was four foot ten and round. Something Fierce is a gripping story of love, war and resistance and a rare. The picture on the box showed one of Charlie's Angels doing the splits in mid-air, wearing a white pantsuit and platform shoes. Soon after the coup, six-year-old Carmen Aguirre and her younger sister fled. Then there was her frosted pink lipstick, which was smeared across her chin now, and the unfamiliar scent of Charlie. ![]() Her plucked eyebrows gave her a surprised expression. Mami looked hilarious in her new aqua eye-shadow. Barry White's "Love's Theme," my favourite song, blasted from the loudspeaker. ![]() As my mother bit into her Big Mac, her glasses caught the reflection of a purple neon light somewhere behind me. ![]()
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