The real reason he could never stay with a woman: not wanderlust, but the terror of being truly known. Gone. He felt free.
Guillermo—no, Marco—stood up. He felt ten pounds lighter. He walked toward the back door, toward the street, toward his new life. guile's sauceguillermo fraile
He paused at the threshold. A strange thought flickered. He turned to Soledad. “Who was Guillermo Fraile?” The real reason he could never stay with
She set the jar on the shelf next to a new label: Salsa del Olvido Total. Sauce of Total Oblivion. toward the street
Desperation is a solvent. Guillermo dipped the spoon.
