Kimberly Guerrero

I got an orange crush.

This is real lousy coffee.

You're just angry because I want to see the world.

It's just the water.

From here on down, they got lousy water.

I can catch the bus from Sweetgrass.

You don't even have to lift a finger.

You're going to have to buy your water in bottles if you want good coffee.

There was an old wooden building about a block away with a tall sign in the yard that said museum.

Most of the roof had been blown away.

Mom told me to go and see if the place was open.

There were boards all over the windows and doors.

You could tell that the place was closed and I told mom so, but she said to go and check anyway.

Mom and Leticia stayed by the car.

Neither one of them moved.

I sat down on the steps of the museum and watched them.

I don't know that they ever said anything to each other, but finally Leticia got her bag out of the trunk and gave mom a hug.

I wandered back to the car.

The wind had come up and it blew Leticia's hair across her face.

Mom reached out and pulled the strands out of Leticia's eyes and Leticia let her.