April Estrada

  April was a fun person to talk too during recess. I remember one afternoon, when my father was late picking me up at the end of a half-day. She and her siblings were in the same situation as I recall, and her older brother went to the store to get some food. They shared some chips with me and this is one of those good memories of a day that was not so great.  
   
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