Nothing from Andrés. All day. I know he’s been busy with work, but I was still hoping for something. Up until a few weeks ago, he’d send me several texts a day. I’ve gotten one this whole week, and that was after work when he asked what I wanted for dinner. But it’s only three-thirty, and he does...
They had died eons ago. Jack proved just how fragile they were when he bumped into one and it disintegrated in a puff of dust, raining debris down on our heads. Though we choked on soot and the stifling air, we had no time to stop for water. Shadows followed us, too, their...
My friends and I had been touting protest signs for over an hour. Sunday traffic wasn’t heavy, but those who did drive by didn’t seem to notice us. I didn’t know why I had this crazy idea onlookers would sympathize with my noble cause and join the protest. The air was hot and humid, making my hai...