I hear a knock at the door. I also hear the knock in my head. I put the mirror down, feeling my mind disconnecting from Huehue’s own.

“Uh...Come in."

“Papi!”

“You are safe! Thank heavens.”

“Thank Huehue.”

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Huehue stumbles into the room.

“Huehue, are you all right? What happened to your vision? You are acting…blind again?”

“I’m fine, Milagros. I’m back to my normal self.”

“Milagros, I need to speak with Huehue for a bit.”

But, Papi…”

“It’s fine, little Milagros. Go ask Elena for a champurrado. One for me too.

“And me!” I’m famished too. I got a little excited. That’s unusual.

“What is it, Alvaro?” Huehue sits on the stool next to my bed and crosses her legs. She swishes her tail around in anticipation.

“I need to know what is going on.”

“Well, you know who I am by now.”

“Yes. You are the goddess Huehuecoytl. The one I have spoken tales of to my daughter.”

“Yes. Indeed I am.”

“But how did you get to be here?”

“It’s a rather short story.”

“Tell me. Please.”

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