From Prada To Nada Page #6

You almost did.

I was really selfish.

You were just in love

with someone who didn't love you.

You knew?

I didn't realize I was in love

with someone who did.

You know, it's really hard

to drink with a neck brace.

It's like a community's photo album.

All right?

Every picture we paint

tells our stories. Right?

Every muralist has a mentor.

My mentor was Judy Barker.

Now, she taught me

to use our barrio's walls

as a canvas to

tell your story and your story...

Just cruising in my lowrider.

I just wanted to come by

and say thanks for the ramp.

No need.

It's for your family,

so they don't have to carry you around.

Are we ever gonna be cool?

Why would we be cool?

You hate this.

This is my world.

Yeah...

It might be hard for you to believe,

but I really love your world.

And if I weren't

in this dorky neck brace

and stuck in a wheelchair,

I would probably kiss you.

Why can't you ever

do anything

on your own?

All right, all right.

Back to painting.

Want to help me teach these kids

how to dance?

I can't. I'm in a wheelchair.

Dance with a brush.

Robin Hood is back,

with a bigger truck.

We don't have another room

for the furniture, mija.

Robin Hood?

I need your help with something.

What is all this?

It's for the house.

- The house?

- Yeah. The house we bought.

What do you mean, "we"?

Well, you know, you're gonna have to

decide which room is the master

and where to put your office,

but I think everything else is "we".

If you could, please.

Need you to co-sign,

right here on this deed.

Very important.

- What about your...

- Nora.

My heart is,

and always has been,

yours.

I love you.

Is that a "yes"?

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