The Smuggler
A boy in a Texas border town lands an unusual job. This post is a subscriber bonus.
Jimmy Ellington sat in a bar in Villa Acuna, waiting for his contact to arrive. He was wearing his suit and a hat, trying to look the part of a respectable adult. The suit didn’t fit him as well as it had last year when he got it. Mother had said she’d let it out a bit, but she hadn’t had a chance to do that yet. He took a drag on his cheap cigar and swigged a drink of his beer. He was trying his best to look hard and serious, trying to convince everyone that he wasn’t just 14 years old.