“What brings you on the Number Four train?” Michael asked. “I’m meeting my Abuela,” Jose said. “It is my birthday, and my Abuela and I are visiting the giant.”
“Happy Birthday!” Michael said. He stood as the train pulled up to a stop.
A man headed for Michael’s seat. Jose looked at the large black bag the man
was carrying. It had a Puerto Rican flag patch on it.
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