Robin Hawke


R and R
January 16, 2012, 2:08 PM
Filed under: Three Sentence Stories

The road, barely paved, a curvaceous snake, led from one Pre-Columbian temple to another. Richard, on vacation from Los Angeles, paid little heed to the stop-and-go traffic. He took chances, passing when he could and shouldn’t.

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