Chapter 14Sonoita, Mexico, 2006"No photo," said Cary, trying again to sidestep the burro that was painted to look like a zebra. "Gracias, but no."
Again, the man steered the burro so it was staring Cary in the face. The burro wore a tall straw hat with a big red flower in it, but it wasn't making Cary laugh just now.
"You won't be sorry, señor," said the man. "Just one photo for your kids. Ten dollars."
At the mention of kids, Cary thought of Glo and Late and felt a renewed urgency to escape the burro photographer. "I have to go now."
Cary turned to duck away, only to find his path blocked by another man. Like the first man, this one wore a broad smile with a dark undertone, a palpable lack of friendliness.
As Cary smiled back, he wished he hadn't stopped to buy a map in Sonoita
