Jovencitas 2021 -

The Last Summer of Fireflies

“Promise me,” Isabela whispered, lying on her back and staring at the stars smeared across the sky. “Promise we won’t forget each other.” jovencitas

The next morning, Lucía’s house was empty. No note. No goodbye. Just the smell of smoke and a single red lipstick left on the doorstep of Isabela’s home. The Last Summer of Fireflies “Promise me,” Isabela