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At five feet even, her feet come off the floor.
"Put me down, mijo," she chides lovingly. "I'm so glad you're home." She pats my cheeks. "Are you hungry? Elizabeth made her famous guacamole and homemade chips."
"I'm okay right now, Mama."
"Look at you. You're practically skin and bones," she says, giving me the once over. "You need to eat more. How are you supposed to run up and down the field, being so skinny? You won't have any energy."
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