Between shyness and abandon.
Between shyness and abandon. It was late Saturday night. One of those days when you don’t have a plan, but you’re looking for something to do. Lying on the sofa, thirsty like a hunter, but with no plan. The TV on in the background, phone in hand, sending messages in case anyone around wants to grab a drink, we’ll see. While in the shower, a WhatsApp notification pops up. I barely dry my hands to see who replied. Zara. (Hey my little mulatto, how’s it going?) A smile spreads across my face, and anticipation… That’s it! Anticipation! “Hey my skinny girl. What are you doing, shall we grab a drink?” Her reply: “We’re at El Encuentro (a local bar), we just got here.” Zara is the kind of friend you haven’t known for very long, …