Maybe it was the timing, after a few hours of drinking in the warm hospitality of extended family. Maybe it was the fact that everybody was talking at once, enjoying multiple conversations in a language I do not know. Or maybe it was because somebody…
The evening is warm, almost too warm to be comfortable. A bead of sweat teasingly pauses on my forehead as my fingers dance on the keyboard. Despite having the windows open, not a breeze is available to quench my thirst for coolness. I look over…
