Ricardo Menjivar

Pueblito and Dreams

1… “No! Please!” Rome cried out, barely thinking straight after the beating. This can’t be real. He had seen guns before, you don’t grow up in Atoyatlepeque without being close to many, but never this close. Kids like him and Rafa had to thread carefully in a small town in rural El Salvador. They tried to stay out of trouble and yet trouble found them as it did everyone.