The family’s ingredient

It was the middle of the afternoon and Mamá looked at her with commanding eyes. Pastora had been watching tv for most part of the day and her great grandmother, the head of “la familia”, disliked that. Pastora knew what her great grandmother, with chocolate skin, gray short hair and mesmerizing brown eyes was thinking.… Continue reading The family’s ingredient

In the air…

The story I am writing exists, written in absolutely perfect fashion, some place, in the air.  All I must do is find it, and copy it.  Jules Renard, “Diary,” February 1895 This is how I am, constantly searching between the breezes the words that linger near. So don’t confuse me with an absent minded person… Continue reading In the air…

Stories, one of fun and the other of love

Short Funny Christmas Story  Just before Christmas, an honest politician, a generous lawyer and Santa Claus got into the lift (elevator) at the Ritz Hotel in London. As the lift travelled from the 5th floor down to the ground level, one-by-one they noticed a £50 note lying on the lift’s floor. Which one picked up the… Continue reading Stories, one of fun and the other of love

Between love and believes

A short story of love and betrayal, enjoy!        Staring out the large window of her bedroom, Sofia looked down on a beautiful garden with sadness in her heart.  Seventeen eighty-nine was a dangerous time, especially for ‘los hacendados’.  Many months ago, ‘la revolución’ was nothing more than a rumor circulated during conversations at every… Continue reading Between love and believes