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Searching for a shelter from the pain
The weekend niece. from the book, Searching for treasures When Dora’s mother had recently passed away, Miss Mercedes, the discipline coordinator at her school, gave Dora, the barely ten-year-old child, a special permit permitting her to leave early on Fridays. What’s more, the permission authorized her not to attend, at all, that day,…
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The last page of the book
The weekend niece. from the book, Searching for treasures Her grandfather never returned, and the grandmother never prepared his coffee for him, nor wait for him to come back after reading his book. Grandmother Ines never saw her beloved Diego once more. Inside the envelope, there was a map. The map indicated where…
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Visitors in the night
The weekend niece. from the book, Searching for treasures Always a sensible girl, Dora felt it was the time for her to inquire about her grandfather’s death. It was something they had never talked about, and she was naturally curious to know more about her grandfather, how he had lived and died. When…
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Caught between the Liberals and the Conservatives
The weekend niece. from the book, Searching for treasures A few hours went by before Diego returned. Though he looked haggard and tired, he was also, very calm. He told me what had happened out there. Their boss began to drink the aguardiente alcohol Diego had provided. Between drinks, he commented: we’re…
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Sugarcane sweetened aromatic teas
The weekend niece. from the book, Searching for treasures “How can that be, Papito, what now? Tell me what to do, I asked him, very frightened and without understanding. That’s the way it’s spelled in the skies of my fortune. Just, look at the colors! What to do? Nothing to be…
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A book written in the skies
The weekend niece. from the book, Searching for treasures “Diego had this special, extraordinary ability. What would you say, if I told you that your grandfather read the skies just like we read books, my dear? Diego didn’t like to read ordinary books, no, Ma’am! He would say that he had his own book:…
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A pillow stuffed with chores
The weekend niece. from the book, Searching for treasures “I’ve never told you how your grandfather died. Perhaps the time has come to talk about this. We had barely been married for three years, By then, I was twenty-three years old. Our farm… it was small. Don’t get the impression that we had…
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The Cauca’s skies
The weekend niece. from the book, Searching for treasures Considering that they could be on some errand for that afternoon, Dora obliged without giving it a thought. However, Ines stopped precisely halfway across the bridge, at its highest point and over the waters that flowed rapidly below them. She leaned lightly on the yellow…
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A grandmother’s open arms
The weekend niece. from the book, Searching for treasures “Anyhow, do me a favor and prepare your things. I’m in a hurry, for they’re about to arrive, any moment now. I already called this Alicia, woman, at the terminal and she’ll have a bus ticket for you when you arrive.” Oddly, when Dora heard…
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The kindness of a Grandmother called Katalina
The weekend niece. from the book, Searching for treasures If it was true that Dora hopelessly missed her mother, deep down inside of her, what she really missed was her former life. A life where she could fit in. A world with a space for her. Somewhere for her to grow and develop in,…