Awkward Flirtations & Virgin Blood
A heart-wrenching discussion followed by an overdue reunion.
A special chapter from the POV of a special pterippos.
A long-awaited discussion
I Don’t Deserve This Much Torture On Night One
The Hunt for Three Lost Teenagers
“What’s the matter?” asked Mercedes, Rocío’s mom. Her hair was dyed black, but her roots were flaxen blonde. She was already seated at the kitchen table by the time I trudged out of the bedroom. “You look tired. Didn’t you get any sleep?”
I shrugged as I entered the kitchen. “I’ve just been having weird dreams.”
“She tosses and turns and mumbles in her sleep every night, Ma,” Rocío revealed, throwing me under the bus. I threw her a scowl, which she ignored.
Prepare For Semi-Public Humiliation
The Savannah Carnival has begun!