Chacho: Part 2

(Note: due to formatting issues I couldn’t resolve, I strongly recommend reading on a laptop or tablet instead of a phone.) It had been about three months since we first met Señor Hablando, the Talking Man. He never gave us a name, but was prone to babbling to us or to himself – or to […]

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Chacho: Part 1

(Note: due to formatting issues I couldn’t resolve, I strongly recommend reading on a laptop or tablet instead of a phone.) The rain pounded. Metallic staccato rhythms quickly gave way to a thunderous deluge as the sky fell upon the ridged aluminum sheet held up by overturned boxes. Huddled under the sheet, which sufficed to […]

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“¡Buen dia, Mamá!” I say as I sit down at the table. “Buen dia, hijito.” Mamá hands me a bowl and a box of Froot Loops. Mi hermano has a bowl in front of him, too, but his cereal is getting soggy. His spoon rests forgotten in his hand as he stares at el televisión. […]

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