"I sat on the couch, watching Abuelo sit in his favorite armchair, his eyes closed, his face tilted up to the sunbeam that streamed through the window. He was a small man, with a face that was all wrinkles and a head of white hair that was thinning on top. He looked like a wise old elf, and I loved him.
"'Manuela, come here,' he said, opening his eyes and patting the armchair beside him. I went over and sat down, and he put his arm around me. An Hour With Abuelo Pdf
by Judith Ortiz Cofer
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"I sat on the couch, watching Abuelo sit in his favorite armchair, his eyes closed, his face tilted up to the sunbeam that streamed through the window. He was a small man, with a face that was all wrinkles and a head of white hair that was thinning on top. He looked like a wise old elf, and I loved him.
"'Manuela, come here,' he said, opening his eyes and patting the armchair beside him. I went over and sat down, and he put his arm around me.
by Judith Ortiz Cofer
Here's a short excerpt from the story:
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