Monthly Archives: December 2013

At 17, I went to a bizarre dinner in rural Mexico with my boyfriend’s family and one of their colleagues. It was … weird. But was it a cult? I might never know. So, let me preface this: I’m not … Continue reading →

December 5, 1995; A small caravan of cars drove to the Hospital. They drove past four other hospitals to get to the right one. A figure in the back seat in one of the cars, wrapped in a blanket. Lisa … Continue reading →