Amends_The Shevchenko Cafe_Mi Mejor Regalo - My Greatest Gift_Pepi, Our Angel in Brown Fur
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Amends
Good morning, it’s been awhile since we talked but I’m in town until next week. I wanted to know if you wanted to get coffee or something and catch up? I don’t know if you still live here, but I thought I’d give it a shot.I stared blankly at my screen, the bright words etching themselves into my mind as I read and reread them. Was this real? Was this some sort of scam or twisted trick? Why would he reach out? Why now? The questions collided in my brain as I searched for an appropriate response. I set my phone down and tried to concentrate on work. Tried anything and everything to take my mind ...
The Shevchenko Cafe
Ivan peers into the cafe window. In the display case, Varenyky cherry pops of red like winter berries top a fluffy star-shaped strudel, a sprig of mint on top. Syrnyky, miniature pancakes with assorted berries. The nutty smell of coffee. A waft of gasoline."Are you open yet? Ivan mouths against the window."You know we are not," shouts Natasha."May I join you anyway?""Have I ever convinced you otherwise?""Not once.""Then please come in and shut the door behind you."Ivan walks in, promptly closes the door, and takes a deep breath, savoring the smell of the bakery. He's lean, 50ish but looks much...
Mi Mejor Regalo - My Greatest Gift
Mi Mejor Regalo – My Greatest Gift“Today’s the day I change!”. The words came out slowly, deliberately and so soft, they were almost inauwww.onedoor.ccdible, but clearly, heartfelt and sincere. After three years of exchanging greetings, stories, insults and jokes with Santos at the corner bodega, they were also, well…shocking. Words I would never have expected to hear from this grizzled, world-hardened, beat-up old bum. But they made me look again, paying close attention to the slight, but sure, change that seemed to have altered his look, his stance, his demeanor. I realized then, that he hadn’t challenged...
Pepi, Our Angel in Brown Fur
If there is such a thing as perfection in a dog, it would describe our beloved “Pepi.” She had been abandoned by some unknown people; left alone and scared in a huge abandoned lot. She was rescued by a friend of a friend, who couldn’t keep her. My friend Ben couldn’t keep her either as he already had two dogs. Ben called us that fateful Christmas day and asked if we wanted a dog, I immediately and emphatically said, “No!” Ben ignored me and brought us this thin and malnourished “Angel in Brown Fur,” to our Christmas dinner, she was perfect, and we immediately fell in love. She didn’t know w...