Agua Dulce [1]
February 4, 2013TW Prizewinning Fiction by David Meischen
Come this time tomorrow, she’d be crossing West Texas—with Nopalito far behind her. She knew where she was going.
Come this time tomorrow, she’d be crossing West Texas—with Nopalito far behind her. She knew where she was going.
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[1] https://mail.talkingwriting.com/agua-dulce