Tormenta cerebral / Brainstorm

   Suddenly, Maxine felt guilty of everything she had ever done and also guilty of things she couldn’t have possibly done. For a single mom...

   Trying to sleep on that big room was an impossible task. Not only the windows had cracks that let the cold wind of the night in, the sto...

   The club looked larger and even more filled with people from the second floor. I had just being there for less than an hour and I alread...

   Weapon of choice? Well, he never really needed one. Every single job he was asked to do, he did it with his hands. He had learned most m...