Book Club – No Real Balance

To the Family Living in MY Forever Home,

You lost the bidding war. But the comment you made — not to me or your realtor — made us accept your offer. It’s as if we understood each other without having met or spoken. As a matter of fact, the exchange of my property to you was practically poetic. But I’m a scientist. I don’t trust poetry.Continue reading “To the Family Living in MY Forever Home,”

Yo, Ride-share Driver, No Hablo Español

Flip left and right to understand. Excuse the broken language; I stopped studying long ago, but I did my damndest not to rely on a translator. Quiero escribir una carta auténtica, a pesar de la barrera del idioma. Yo, Rideshare Driver, No Hablo Español. You remember me from the airport. From the backseat, I attackedContinue reading “Yo, Ride-share Driver, No Hablo Español”