Amy Kitchener's Angels Without Wings
THE STORY STANZA PROSE
EDGAR ALLAN PHILPOTT
Monterey Peninsula, California
Angelita stared at Hector's blind cat. "It's got two glass eyes!"
"Por Dios! I'm leaving."
Hector's dog snarled.
"He's got no hind legs. Porque?"
The punchdrunk pugilist's battered face beamed. "Your arm's cut. I fix."
Hector's tortilla soup calmed Angelita. She stayed. She healed. When she started to leave, Hector smashed Angelita's arm.
"Bastardo! You broke it. Porque?"
Hector smiled. "I cannot fix it if it ain't broke."