Ode to a teacher felled by COVID and the boy she left behind
LOS ANGELES – Two weeks before Christmas, Lisa Agredano asked her 15-year-old son, Manny, to open some of the gifts she bought him.
"No, Mom, wait till Christmas," he told her gently. "I want it to be a surprise."
Lisa, a 50-year-old single mom, was insistent. She had bought her only son new clothing repping his favorite football team, the Las Vegas Raiders, and she wanted to watch as he opened it. Manny gave in to his mother's wishes.
That same day, Lisa, my friend, sent me a text message: I'm scared my fever won't break.
She had tested positive for COVID-19 a few days earlier. She didn't want to go to the hospital. I don't want to leave my Manny, she wrote.
At 9:56 a.m. on Sunday, Dec. 13, my phone rang. "Lisa Agredano," it read. Relief washed over me. She hadn't been responding to messages. Then I heard Manny's voice.
"My mom died last night."
Manny lived in Lawndale, California, with his mother and his grandfather, Manuel, the man
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