I was supposed to write a love story, but it felt generic. Instead, I fell for something else - community.
El Gigante slid into my soul like a one-night stand. At first, it's awkward and new, like a first date where you spill beer on yourself.
Because falling for El Gigante feels a lot like falling for someone.
The bay makes a hell of a first impression: boats launching at the shore, fishing hooks underfoot, pigs rooting around.
Author's summary: Falling for a place can feel like falling for someone.