If you’re Strigoi,” the boy interrupted loudly, “then why don’t you have horns? My friend Jeffrey said Strigoi have horns.”Dimitri’s eyes fell not on the boy but on me for a moment. Again, that spark...

Behind every preventable threat to the future of the human race lurks a boy in a man’s body with both hands buried deep in the cookie jar set aside for future generations.

Su estado de ánimo ante la Mica era un caso especial, diferente del estado de ánimo de sus amigos. Y si no, ,por qué Roque, el Moñigo, o Germán, el Tiñoso, no adelgazaban tres kilos...

Small boys were a mystery to Sylvie. The satisfaction they gained from throwing sticks or stones for hours on end, the obsessive collection of inanimate objects, the brutal destruction of the fragile world around them,...

Does it make you feel big to make a little boy cry?