I was sitting at the bottom of our stairs, deflecting sunbeams off a small hand mirror of my mother’s. I was nine at this time, maybe ten. I remember that it was a … Read the whole text
Los Imperiales
The agricultural region known as “Imperial Valley” is visually stunning. The farmland resembles a giant green carpet. I’m a real estate appraiser sent to determine the “Fair Market Value” of the “Heroes Hall” located in a small … Read the whole text
“Look, Steve! Over there.” Yolanda pointed to a commotion at the edge of their manicured lawn. It was 8 a.m., and Yolanda and Steve were taking their early-morning tea on the terrace. They were hoping for a glimpse … Read the whole text
Before she moved to Toronto, Enola told Kiara, in the Starbucks where they met on Danforth Avenue, near the Pape subway station, she worked for her uncle in his grocery store as … Read the whole text
