From Book 5 in the Cuco series: Julio “Arturo laughed thinking of his friend Joaquín. They had been friends forever, “geologically speaking.” Arturo laughed again. Since kids really, and the miracle of it was that as different as they were, they were still best friends, like brothers, and enjoyed each other’s company every day. Arturo […]
Around me, the giant rock outcroppings on either side of the road were all that showed above the drifted snow, the rocks giving off an eerie glow, glistening light-blue with a thick coating of ice. For the moment, there was total silence, no wind: one could hear the ice crackling and my footsteps crunched the […]
“Think about it,” he continued. “Get up at the break of dawn to cut trees and remove the stumps before you can plow the fields. Then do that every morning until the fields are planted and you can have the pleasure of not planting for a while, but weeding and getting rid of rocks […]