Victor Heringer’s Lists
The Love of Singular Men
It hasn’t been the Spanish vacation of our dreams. I arrived on December 14th, and I think we had one day—maybe two?—before Luis, who had just gotten over a respiratory bug, was laid low by some kind of stomach flu: a full week in bed for him, during which I made trips to the pharmacy and grocery store and otherwise lay on the couch while Luis slept. Th…