Celia’s vision is dizzy with lingering sangria and salsa spins. Temples aching, she barely remembers getting to bed. She is naked, hoping her husband finds her neither shamed nor embarrassed. A low groan startles her. The man beside her reaches to kiss her trembling gold-banded finger. “Te amo, mi vida. Feliz Aniversario.”

52Words52Weeks

52 word stories over the course of 52 weeks

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