los pequeños milagros

Sunday, August 09, 2009


Just as I finished reading the last sentence of a deliciously trashy YA novel, the doorbell rang.

And there on the doorstep, in the growing dark of a hot summer night, stood a man and a woman. The man carried two large coolers. The woman said: "Would you like to buy some tamales?"

And I thought, Yes, there is definitely a god.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

i wish someone would knock on my door with a tamale! was it good? xoxo, shaymo

Michaela said...

So, so good. I hope they come back!

Shara Lessley said...

My mouth is watering! Come and knock on my door...(to the tune of Three's Company)

 
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