This is a coming of age story about a young boy named Gabe Harrerra. He was a young guy at age 18 learning to see the beauty of this world, particularly of his sisters form. He wanted the attention she got, the love the adoration. He had looked at her outfits, but it wasn't the gawdy quincieniera dresses, or stomper heels. It was the soft warn pink yoga pants, and her bubble gum pink teva sandals, often paired with a white blouse.
He heard the screen door click shut. His sister, Sofia, walked across the patio toward the driveway, her movements light and fluid. She was wearing that white blouse—thin and airy—and those bright pink yoga pants that seemed to catch every bit of the afternoon sun. But it was her feet that Gabe watched most closely.
She slipped out of her bubble gum pink Teva sandals to adjust the strap, her skin looking soft and cared for against the vibrant nylon. There was no struggle in her movement. No heaviness.
Later, when the house fell into the quiet lull of
