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"No, cabrón," Chucho leaned in. "Una pera en escabeche ."

He smiled. It was the worst smile she had ever seen. "No," he said, stepping closer. "That's what you tell them . But what do you tell me ?" adivinanzas mal pensadas

Everyone laughed. But for Isabel, the laughter died the moment she saw him across the table. A new guest. He didn't laugh. He just stared at her, and whispered a different answer. An answer that made her face burn. That night, she couldn't sleep. The riddles followed her. "No, cabrón," Chucho leaned in

She looked at his hands. They were still. "No," he said, stepping closer

Isabel froze. Her heart hammered against her ribs. She knew the innocent answer. Every child in the village knew it. Una vela. A candle.

"Un lápiz," she whispered, choosing safety. "A pencil."