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178 pages, Paperback
First published June 1, 1999
Before leaving, El Alfil looked Ulises in the face. He seemed like a good man, like all the guys who ended up with his sister, good, cowardly, cry-baby men.
– Look what the good Lord sent us, she said.
Alfil wasn’t jealous. He looked at Cristina’s men as if they were new scars she would never be rid of. Every now and again he worried about those scars, and made recommendations. Once, not so long ago, it had even occurred to him to give Cristina a little tube of pepper spray.
– This is my brother, Cristina said. They call him El Alfil. He’s here to protect me, but as you can see he’s had his face broken. (p. 124)