Batos & Dolls

This is an assortment of short stories—like a box of Amedei Porcelana chocolates—about people like your vecinos and unnamed relatives. Everyone is trying to find romance while groping through the fog they and others create. Okay, two are about just groping through life, in general.

They, hopefully, will make you smile, giggle, sniggle and belt out a laugh con ganas. I also accept tee-hee's.