When Lauren arrived from Idaho to work with CPS, with just a little Zaro dog and no babies,e no husband and already in her thirties every one looked at her as suspect with guilt in her eyes for just not ever producing nothing other than a Masters degree in Chingona. No, the fact that she was educated and a professional did not matter especially to the women. All our value lie between our legs and the  productivity of La Panocha in this capacity only. The night she went to the public square to shop and drink a little and didn’t come home till 4am she left her perritto all night in a kettle in her room. Ay que escandalosa  y sin verguenza off galavanting around town like a man.  After this we called her whore and shunned her.  We called her a bad mom to her perritto. How dare she leave him all day to go to work then one night not even return home to let him go pee pee pobrecito, Good thing she didn’t have babies, after all useless unmarried women too happy and wants too much.  You should not want so much in life, a room of your own and such is just for white women. Us Latinas we need to struggle, die with all this potential and words left unsaid, books left unwritten, our stories left untold.