The Nutcracker

A few years ago, I stumbled upon a picture of myself in senior kindergarten. The picture made me laugh. In it, is my adorable best friend at the time, Lucia. Her blond hair is pulled into a perfectly pristine bun atop her head, and she's holding her arms up in the shape of a triangle.…

The Houses

It was the fifth day of our family trip to Uruguay. An uncle had offered to give us a tour of the old neighbourhood where my grandparents, and my mother had all grown up. As we drove through the downtown city streets of Montevideo, I quickly realized my grandparents were very much city people. It…

The Shoes

We drove up to my boyfriend Anthony's cousin's farm one Friday night after a long day at work. I was working at a university 30 minutes down the road from my apartment and since the spring sun was in its purest form, I'd taken to walking to work every day. It was a great way…

The Pride

Red moved in with me and Ant at the end of July 2017. From day 1, he was both courageous and easy going. He came to us with marble blue eyes contrasting with his fluffy black fur. He was so tiny that we suspected he was just slightly too young to be taken away from…

The Subway Delay

"So I went to this really cool Spanish restaurant last night," I told my parents at the dinner table one evening. I scooped some broccoli out of the communal bowl before returning it to the center of the table. "It was named Santiago." "Santiago," my mom repeated, helping herself to some broccoli as well. She…

The Tank Top

"Abuela, can we go to BiWay today?" I asked my grandmother one afternoon. I sat cross legged on a chair at the kitchen table eating my favourite after-school snack; milk and cookies. My grandmother stood at the counter breading thin slices of veal for dinner. "Ask your grandfather," she told me in Spanish. "He's our…

The Photographs

"Now I know you've been asking questions..." my mom began saying one morning in the car. I was scooting into the passenger's seat after having dropped my brother, Michael, off at his high school. My elementary school was on the other side of town, and I usually just napped the whole way. There was a…

The Hospital Visit

Rain drizzled persistently on the windshield, the wipers struggling to clear all of the drops. Long streaks of water curved along the glass, blurring the red brake lights ahead of me. They contrasted fiercely with the pitch black skies. The moisture on the ground created a mirror effect on the concrete, completely concealing the lines…

The Surgery

I slunked down the stairs into the living room where my mom was watching TV. I was groggy and confused, I couldn't remember why I had woken up. "Mamiii, I can't sleep." She glanced at me quickly before doubling back to look at me more intensely. Terror struck her face so fast that I was…

The Departure

"I don't get it," I said to my mom as we took the ramp into the departure wing of the Leafton airport. My mom just stared straight ahead, her eyes red and puffy. She wasn't crying anymore, but I chose my words carefully so that she wouldn't start again. "Why are Rosela and her family…