La Defensora y La Medica

La Defensora y La Medica

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"You're coming?" "Of course you didn't think I was going to let you go alone did you?" Alejandra cocked her eyebrow giving a small smirk "All right then hop in, but just to be clear you can't change your mind. I'll leave you on the side of the road" "Aye Alejandra tan dramática. Just drive" So she did, their apartment growing smaller in the distance and neither of them looked back. All Alejandra Guerrero has wanted was to prove herself. Prove to her family that she could be the daughter they wanted and to prove to America that being Mexican didn't make her any less of an America. When the war breaks out she knew this was her time to finally prove herself, so she enlists in the Airborne. Esperanza Luna has been treated like a fragile flower. All her life she has been sheltered from the world told that she can not fend for herself. When she hears Alejandra's plan to leave she begs to go with her, deciding that she will be the person she's dreamed of becoming
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Certainly they could trust that those in power ultimately had the best interests of the people in mind, right? ~~~ Luna slouched low in her seat, staring at droplets of water that ran diagonally down the window of the bus. The sky was a flat, depressing grey and the incessant, soaking rain left her constantly chilled. It was a typical "liquid sunshine" day in the Pacific Northwest. They drove past a single tall scraggly tree on top of a hill shrouded in mist. The creepy tree was full of screaming crows. How could she hear them from inside the bus when she couldn't even seem to hear the voices of the kids around her? Geez, that was an awfully freaking dark image. She shivered and looked away. What did they call a group of crows again? Right, a murder of crows. Perfect. The weather was certainly the only thing that was typical these days, although you'd never know it by looking around the bus at most of the kids as they sat joking and gossiping with each other just like they had before... before that day everything had changed. Idiots.

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