Fiction
Modernity by Anne Guidry
We’re in the Museum of Anthropology in Mexico City, and someone else’s child starts bawling. “God, what a sound,” Leo says, but softly like he says everything, even in anger or disgust.
We’re in the Museum of Anthropology in Mexico City, and someone else’s child starts bawling. “God, what a sound,” Leo says, but softly like he says everything, even in anger or disgust.