La Locura en que Quedamos
Millet, they killed Don Alfredo. My mom said. As well? I managed to say without understanding much what was happening. It turns out that the guerrillas passed and took their mules. Then the paramilitaries passed and took Don Alfredo because they said that by lending them these animals, he was a guerrilla collaborator. That is war. Some pass, others pass and the farmer in the middle. Not in the cities, in the countryside.
Author: Patricia Rodríguez Reyes