Five Stars - Thursday
**Thursday** "Nice place," Joel said. Don let his guest into the apartment. Joel took a moment to look around at the single living space. His gaze paused at the decorative drum and family portrait, as well as the bed, before moving on. "Can I take...
Five Stars - Wednesday
The cold, refreshing tea helped lubricate his throat from his break in conversation with the mexican wolf. joel chuckled as he drank from his coffee. he took the opposite direction of don now.
Dig my Grave in Reno, part one
Six endless months of prospecting, cursing, digging and panning for nuggets the size of a dried pea, under the scorching mexican sun.
Sparks Will Fly: Class, Dinner, and a New Car
If there was anything that could cheer a person up, it was mexican food.
"New Guy"
Smells like the ass end of a cow who ate too much mexican food!" simmons shrugged as they walked along the corridors. "don't dis the mexican food keeny, besides, you've smelled worse." "oh yeah, what would that be?"
Unexpected, Undeserved ~ Chapter 10
"i've never eaten at a mexican restaurant called 'mexican restaurant' before." "once you have, you won't regret it.
Timber & Arctic CH 9
A good-looking coyote-man with a mexican descent from his mother side and a fading mexican accent. the guy is energetic and self-motivating and gets along well with sergio when she introduced him as a friend at first.
"TOTEMIC EARTH" + ALL MY CHARACTERS
His grandmother being a raven of mexican ancesty with substantial native mexican nahuatl blood.
A Journal of the Plague Year
Flopsy the cashier accepted the bills, gave ted several mexican jumping beans in change, and honked an air horn at him to indicate that the transaction was completed.
Lobo: King of the Currumpaw Valley
**lobo: king of the currumpaw valley** this is a partially true story about lobo, a new mexican grey wolf from the late 1800's. he lived in the currumpaw valley. lobo was a sly, intelligent wolf, who lived freely in a pack.
A Bull (Terrier) in a China (Food) Shop
We still go out to fast food and occasionally to mexican, but we keep our chinese in the paper cartons. you know... that trip to the restaurant kinda started a tradition in a way.
Recon
It made a spot-lit stage without an actor, until slowly, casually, a tall, well-formed adult mexican wolf entered, stage left. a sand-colored, black-striped fedora tipped low over the pup's brow.