Francesca arrived at the border exhausted and afraid. Reeling between thoughts of horror and sadness she ruminated on what she would tell the police. One story she devised, was that she purchased the car in Ensenada because it was cheaper in Mexico. But the authorities would want to see a bill of sale.
Every story she contemplated, she came up with two or three reasons why it wasn't believable. After agonizing over the lie, she settled on telling the truth. Remembering what Abuela said.
Speak the truth unless you are dealing with witches or spirits. Witches only understand stronger magic and walking spirits know only deception and death.
At the border, many cars waited to cross. Tractor trailers brimming with produce and domestic pickups full of migrant workers all waited their turn. Th
