“I was tired. Tired of men, tired of moving, tired of being scared, tired of being confused. But who was I kissing? I'm not one to sit quietly, anywhere.”
Deborah Rodriguez“I was tired. Tired of men, tired of moving, tired of being scared, tired of being confused. But who was I kissing? I'm not one to sit quietly, anywhere.”
Deborah Rodriguez, Margarita Wednesdays: Making a New Life by the Mexican Sea