“This happiness, or perhaps it shouldn’t be called happiness, joy, yes, perhaps that was the word, this joy was strange. Like the sensation of traveling in an extremely smooth, very comfortable train that had always been there in front of her but for some reason she had never been able to take, or even glimpse passing by, and she wondered how it was possible that she had never seen it before now. Riding along in her smooth transport, she got the feeling that it would be impossible to step down.”
—“Partners,” Pilar Fraile Amador