Abraham & the “Singing Pervert”The next night, Michelle slept soundly, nestled in her dreams about the baby and baby strollers and her love for the baby that would soon arrive as Abraham's car cruised down the highway. Abraham's cheerful voice could be heard singing off-key. With its threatening shadow, a colossal landfill appeared opposite to the right side of the car, in all its glory and stench.
For a moment, it seemed like the giant mountain of garbage was about to swallow the car up. At the foot of the hill stood José by his shed. The radio held close to his ear and his curious gaze on the road where Abraham's car passed. After a while, the vehicle arrived at the edge of a large dark wood not far from Albertson prison. Abraham stepped out of the car and looked inquisitively into the
