In those days, between the megacanes, some of us would be sent out into the searing heat to inspect the panels and batten down whatever had broken loose. Something was always broken. Continue reading Yen
Josefina got off the bus at 4th. She scanned the street looking for the meeting place. The walls were covered with graffiti. “This can’t be right,” she said. She bit her lower lip.
There was nothing that looked like a popular restaurant. Nothing looked open. She Continue reading Urgent