Excerpt From “Smash”

“I’m Mario. Mario Cortez.” He stammered with a trace of an accent, while holding Bud’s hand for a beat longer than usual. His tan forehead shone with a slight sheen of sweat despite the arctic temperature of the SUV’s air conditioning. He finally let go of Bud’s hand, his fingers slow to relinquish their grip. … Continue reading Excerpt From “Smash”