By Fred Vogel
Every morning, regulars and strangers converge at Juanita’s Café. The regulars include four retired gentlemen who compare medical conditions and tip like it’s 1962. Today’s strangers include the giggling couple in a corner booth, rehashing last night’s debauchery.
Juanita’s son runs the kitchen. He is a kind man who concocts the perfect omelet. There are but a handful of customers who even remember Juanita. They’ve stopped asking about her, aware of the circumstances. But Luis knows all too well what happened to his mother. He remembers the day immigration rushed in and took her away, saying she did not belong here.
Nicely done, Fred.
Touching comment on one of today’s sad circumstances. Liked it a lot.
Unfortunately, this is the work of our elected President, and not the common man. Great story, Mr. Vogel.
There are huge holes in our communities as this immigration policy continues. Grand job of depicting one of them.
That really hits home. It’s unbelievable except that it’s very, very real.
Yes, I caught my breath at the end!
Wrenching, and very well done.
Agree with KC. Wrenching. And too true.
101 words spoke 1000. Congratulations.