The Distant Journey
Chapter One Esperanza Quintero knew, with the dull certainty of a bone set wrong, that the coat would eventually crush her. She stood now in the staff room of the closing school, the air heavy with wet plaster and old chalk, looking back at the January thaw that had tricked the orchards into blooming only to freeze them solid. It was a lie the weather told, and like most lies, it left a...
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