#Engaged

#Engaged

Karla laid in bed, tilting her hand as she admired the glittering gem on her finger. She was mesmerized by the way it caught the light with every move.

Just the day before, her boyfriend of 5 years had popped the question. Of course she’d said yes. She’d been waiting her entire 25 years for this moment. Let the planning begin, she thought to herself as she got out of bed and walked into the kitchen.

“Buenos dias,” her mother said. “Por fin, se levantó la niña.”

Karla rolled her eyes and poured herself a glass of water from the pitcher on the counter. Her diamond flashed, courtesy of the sunlight shining through the window. Continue Reading…

     

Broken Promises

Broken Promises

She ran with fear, purpose, and no shoes on her feet that night. She choked as she struggled not to swallow the blood that cascaded from the wound on her face down to her bruised neck and battered arms. She ran, fueled by the terror and desperation that had been confined in her soul, holding a baby and dragging a screaming toddler hoping to escape her executioner. She ran with a knife in her pocket. The same knife she used to fend him off one last time. The same knife he used to slice her face branding her with brutality and finality.

She went to the authorities, but they failed to protect her, and to avoid being murdered by her at- home sicario, she had to leave the country for a shelter in Mexico.   Continue Reading…