The memory of that first time I saw Ricardo played on a loop in my mind, a flickering neon sign in the desert of my guilt. That chaotic pre-interview dinner in El Paso. Sonia, my new friend from my
The memory of that first time I saw Ricardo played on a loop in my mind, a flickering neon sign in the desert of my guilt. That chaotic pre-interview dinner in El Paso. Sonia, my new friend from my
