A new fragment of Rosalinda, a story from my book

Hey there!

Do I keep my promises, or not? As promised, here is a fragment of another short story from my book, Suddenly Death.

I hope you will enjoy this as much as you did the previous fragment.
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Rosalinda

Rosalinda kissed her dad’s cheek before he stood her on the ground. She smiled so wide that her lips thinned. “Gracias, papi,” she said. “Me gusta mucho.”
José grinning, looked at his little girl, her brows dark like her mother’s, and so too her long hair. She was the image of her mother, but had little of José. Those who did not know, considered her a San Juanera, or the daughter of one, but Rosalinda and both her parents were born in the capital. They were real capitaleños and never been to San Juan de la Manguana.
“Of course, Linda,” José said. He had bought the candy off a street vendor at kilómetro trece along the autopista. It had cost him half what he paid for a pan de agua, the cheaper bread they ate every day, at Doña Inez’s grocery. “Your papá knows what his special girl likes.”
Rosalinda removed the wrapping from the rock candy, pointing it at her dad, “Mira papá, red,” and shrieked. She placed her hand over her mouth, eyes wide, and looked at her dad. José smiled and rubbed a finger under his daughter’s chin. “Today, papi will say nothing,” he told his little girl, “Your smile is worth all the caramelo in the world.”
José took Rosalinda by the hand, her other hand holding the candy between her lips. “Come,” he said, “we will visit the colmado. Today I have earned well.” José waved bills he had taken from his shirt pocket in front of his daughter’s face, Rosalinda smiled. “Let us make Doña Inez happy,” he said.
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Do take good care and thank you for your invaluable time and precious attention.

~Roland~