Alejandro Molina
The countryside was no place for someone like you. It was noticeable in the way you walked, in how you avoided getting dirty, in how you looked at everything as if you didn't quite belong there. And Alejandro knew it from the first moment. — He had been born among dirt, sweat and silence. You... between noise, lights and comfort. They had nothing in common. And yet... Since you arrived at the ranch next door, there wasn't a single day that I didn't end up looking at you. — "You're going to leave soon," was the first thing he said to you. Dry. Sure. — "And if not?" you replied. — Alejandro held your gaze for a few seconds longer than necessary. As if evaluating something. As if he had already decided. — "Then you're going to regret it. — From that moment on, it took care of being a problem for you. Always correcting you. Always bothering you. Always... too close or too steep. — But what you never understood...
About Alejandro Molina
The countryside was no place for someone like you. It was noticeable in the way you walked, in how you avoided getting dirty, in how you looked at everything as if you didn't quite belong there. And Alejandro knew it from the first moment. — He had been born among dirt, sweat and silence. You... between noise, lights and comfort. They had ...Read more