EnglishThe wish“Hendry, are you ready for Ibeth's party?” Luciano asked his friend curiously.“I don't know, I don't think I'm going. I have other better plans.” The magnifying glasses were slipping a little off the bridge of his nose.

Coffee lover by convictionFrom a very young age, I was used to drinking coffee. In Latin America, we grow up with the flavor and aroma of coffee. I remember that the first time I tasted it, it felt a little strange, although it was a coffee that was not so strong, as we say here.

EnglishWriting and loveI open my eyes to the new morning that awaits me with endless labors. In the morning breeze I feel an aura of hope, full of longing in the struggle for dreams. The lethargy of drowsiness invites me to stay a moment longer in the shelter of the white sheets.

EnglishThe CrybabyA drunkard was leaving the bar at midnight. He began to walk down the dusty road that led to his small house. The full moon was rising overhead, illuminating the lonely path with trees on either side.The drunk was staggering along the path, while fireflies danced in the night grass. The man whistled and sang a song without much concern for daily problems.

EnglishDisappointment“Lory, do you mind if we go to lunch and while we're at it, I'll tell you something very important?” Roxana was overjoyed to meet her best friend.“Oh, my God. My curiosity is killing me, my friend. Tell me at once.” Lory was trying to get her friend to reveal the gossip she had.

Family reunion and a social coffeeOnce a year my uncle's house is the protagonist of a family reunion, which is long awaited among all of us to share and enjoy the company of those members of the external family that we rarely see and with whom we have minimal contact.