Immigrants Stories

I lowered the lids of my two suitcases, snapped the clips shut, and turned the keys in each lock. With one last glance around the cabin that had been my home for three months, I hauled the cases into the alleyway where my steward waited silently. “Right, Francisco, take them down to the taxi.” He nodded, slow and solemn. “Yes, Sahib.” I slung my soft leather holdall from the bed, climbed the stairs to the next deck, and k...

One couple arrived at the residence. They hoped to find a perfect place to raise a family. It wasn't to be. Another couple had been quicker. They were there earlier and, so, they got first pick on available housing. The lucky couple's kind was abundant in this country. They'd been brought here for a purpose. They'd fulfilled their purpose. They just wanted to live happily. As did the couple watching them consider this new...