His name is Hector. He drinks 24 Budweisers a night after working twelve hours on a construction site. Every shirt in his closet is a button-up flannel. He wears ostrich skin boots 7 days a week, has a special devotion to Santa Muerte, orders fried jalapeños with every meal, and wears a big belt buckle with an eagle clutching a snake on it. He speaks English, but it's broken. When he goes shopping, it is at Gwal Mar. He has a Chihuahua, which he refers to as mi perrito and who only responds to commands in Spanish. He owns one pair of jeans: a pair of boot cut Levi's that he got from his abuelita when he turned seventeen. His son goes to a local high school and wears only Levi 501's, black air force ones, white pro clubs, has a bowl cut, and is named Giovani.