how the garcia and negroni girls lost their innocence

reading how the garcia girls lost their accent.

the narrator, walking home from school.
a lime green car.
he whistled.
she leaned in, but the man there ensconced
did not want directions
he only wanted to show his no-wears.

at 9
my mom sent me to the store
to buy some missing ingredient for dinner.
walking home, a colorless vehicle.
he called
i approached the driver window.
oblivious. believing.
he?
exposed.

the garcia girl, on a warm california afternoon.
me on the florida coast.

i ran all the way home.
never said a word
to anyone
til now.