Life Stories
That evening, when my son did not come to yet another Christmas dinner, there were five plates in the
This was not Daniela. Lucia recognized the number immediately. It belonged to Doctor Benitez, the clinic
My mother was still holding the microphone when two hundred people began laughing at me, while I clung
That evening, when my ten-month-old brother was crying from hunger, my mother called us three hours before
That night I entered the house with a diamond bracelet and black lace underwear bought for the woman
At the moment when Daniel told me that the documents of our one-month-old daughter had again been left
The next morning Daniel called me again. “Mrs. Morales, do not leave the house today. Michael tried to
I held the phone in my hand, but for several seconds I could not say anything. Every face in the hall
Claire’s question remained hanging in the room like dust. “Where is the money?” she repeated.
Victor still had his hand placed on the phone when his guard locked the door from inside. “Daniel’s car









