Café Lempira Part 1/4
He plays checkers very well
4 min readNov 15, 2023
We never would have gone into the Café Lempira if it weren’t for the old man, but when he rasped “Bienvenidos,” and beckoned us toward him with a skeletal arm, Alain jerked his head and darted across the narrow cobblestone street.
I followed, the timeworn stones slick under the soles of my muddy hiking boots. “Alain, man, we’re filthy. Let’s find rooms…