October 2017 - Akashic Books

“White Cats” by Fortunato Salazar

Had I actually just dropped Leland? The red-winged blackbirds seemed to think so. . .

I have two daughters, both over the age of five. I never expected to raise boys . . .

You could tell by the way that they cleaned the guns that they’d been taught by the same person . . .

“Your first body?” “Dead one, yeah.”

“Sheila, make my shower extra hot today,” I say, walking to the bathroom . . .

She should have known something was wrong when the beach resembled a desert . . .

For my daughter, “Shit!” became the Shit . . .

Capitán Ernesto Guillén, the chief of detectives for Zone Six of Ecuador’s Policía Nacional, was tired and cranky, but most of all hungry. . .