Three stories

Abstract

From there we did not leave until midnight, when sometimes the sky was populated with stars dispersed in its deep blue and clean, or even when it resembled a black and dense layer presaging a storm or unleashing it already, which forced us to bathe impertinently while covering the road to our houses.
Being tall, he stood out, and as he was known for his brilliant erudition, he was always respected. At the time of arrival, I had already dispatched the first couple of drinks, and did not stop chewing the pieces of cane or passing the bitterness of the salty jocote de azucarón that we used to accompany the drinks. It was always him, then, cousin ocupandi.