Premium The lonely queen Days passed. Inés didn’t take the hidden ambulance out again. Instead she made her home inside it. She had a sore head and a cough. She dozed for hours. She had to drag herself outside to pee in the bushes, down a dangerous half-built staircase. I’ll have to call a plumber… Continue reading In the time of the virus, chapter 4: Putting the pieces together, 295 (simple)