Smallara

Alejandra settled into the hard plastic chair of the cramped exam room and lowered Charity into her lap like a docile lapdog. The faint hum of an old ceiling fan…

forgot to post today’s episodes ahead of time so this from mobile. Will post images and such tonight when at a computer   “We’re here, Patrona.” Alejandra’s voice drifted back…

The car’s low hum blended with the syrupy drift of Spanish pop music, each cheerful chorus a needle scratching at what was left of Charity’s pride.  Curled in the bottom…

Alejandra lifted the plaid back up and set it down on the bench. She lifted the flap. Charity could feel Alejandra’s order without her saying anything.  Beside Alejadnra on the…

Alejandra drifted through the market, weaving lazily between stalls with Charity perched high on her shoulder like an obedient parrot. One of Alejandra’s calloused fingers looped lightly around the little…

Alejandra could feel tiny tremors through the pads of her fingers. Her Patrona balanced carefully in her palm, a trembling, tense little bundle of silk hair and false pride, soft…