Every photo on Perla's phone shows the same gray smudge where her face should be — and Areli's reflection is starting to look just like it. Tonight, on the last bus, the driver finally admits what he did in 1972.
Part 2 of 3 in The Stop That Doesn't Exist
«¿Puedo ver tu cara?», pregunta una voz. Es viernes otra vez. Areli está en el último autobús a Real de Ábrego.
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