The Garden of Alejandra Ruiz: A Short Story
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The Garden of Alejandra Ruiz: A Short Story

It was April and beginning to warm up in the mountains. Snow melted from the deep basins, especially from the exposures facing south and, in shrinking, formed pictures on the slopes—a snow hawk, a pack of running coyotes, an antelope. Alejandra Ruiz knew these animals would disappear as the sun slid into its higher arc,...