Farewell

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Mom: Miguel, cuando es que te vas para la isla de Calypso?
Boy: Maňana.
Mom: Como te va en los examenes?
Boy: I failed them all.
Mom: Ya mandaste las cajas a storage?
Boy: La recogen esta noche.
Mom: Ahora no, pero cuando me pagen el lunes te puedo pasarte un poco de dinero. Se que no te he podido ayudar leste aňo pero tu sabes como las cosas son con tu padre. Pero dime la verdad de los examenes.
Boy: Sera’ cuando salgan las notas.
Mom: De Calypso vienes directamente a Miami o tienes que parar en Los Angeles? No tienes ni una idea de como salistes y si pasastes el aňo?
Boy: I don’t know how I did but I know I didn’t pass.
Mom: Well let’s wait and see what happens.
Boy: It’s okay. I’ve been saving up cash from my second job as a stripper.
Mom: Let me know where you work so I can charge money at the entrance. Tia Yani is picking me up to go to the movies and to eat for my belated birthday. Am I going to be able to call you and talk to you when you’re in Calypso? Today was Carol’s last day in school and she’s going to Alfie’s prom.
Boy: I know I talked to her earlier. I don’t know if phones work on Calypso. Either way it probably won’t be on.
Mom: Well at least send smoke signals so that I know you’re okay.
Boy: If I don’t return you’ll know I either hopped off a cliff or living with hippies.
Mom: You are already a hippie. Anyways I hope you enjoy the trip. I hear Calypso is mystifying. Take care and be good. Love you.