Running
I was running; running as fast as my short legs could take me. But they burned with exhaustion. My knees buckled and I stumbled…
Alexa se llevó un adoquín
Eran ya las cinco de la mañana y todavía quedaba gente en la Calle San Sebastián. Olores de bacalaito, alcapurria y cerveza se mezclaban junto al sereno caribeño perfumando las…
The Way of Togetherness
Amy walked out the automatic doors of the baggage claim area, wishing she could somehow wake up and all of it would have been a horrible nightmare, but as she…