A seed researcher meets a mysterious spirit in the field, leaving both with a choice about where they will call home.

Outside, the storm was letting up. The rain grew softer against the restaurant window until it stopped. Red sauce pooled at the bottom of Quique’s plate like warm blood ready to pump through a ...

Previous birthday posts: 45 wishes, 44 thoughts about the future, 43 things, 42 / 42 admissions, 41 things. One. I lie in bed ...