‘Miscellany’ Archives
A Strange Feast
Returning Chapter 11 By PATRICK CABELLO HANSEL As Agnes led Angel and Luz and little Angel to the basement community room, the smell of fresh baked bread and cinnamon grew stronger, along with hints of fresh coffee. As they entered the dining area, they saw tables filled with cinnamon rolls and pan dulce, trays of sambusas and fry bread, and coffee urns. “Is this just for us?” little Angel asked. “Yes and no,” Agnes laughed. “It is just that you are be welcomed and fed, yes. But no food and no light is just for us, but for everybody.” Luz and Angel didn”™t realize how hungry they were until they started eating. They ate and drank, almost forgetting they were on a mission to find their lost daughter. Again, it was little Angel who brought them back to reality. “Do you know where my sister is?” he asked Agnes. “Oh yes,” Agnes said. “She”™s [...]
Correction for Migizi address from July issue
Alley Oops In the July 2021 issue, we incorrectly gave the address of the new MIGIZI building as 1845 WEST Lake Street. The correct address is 1845 EAST Lake Street. We have learned from this mistake that the “W” and the “E” are next to each other on the keyboard. We have also learned that Nicollet Avenue is the road that divides South Minneapolis into east and west.
An Unexpected Blessing
RETURNING CHAPTER 10 By PATRICK CABELLO HANSEL Agnes led them down the alley to 29th Street, then scampered over to Bloomington, and down the steps to the Greenway. Luz followed quickly, with little Angel in her arms. Big Angel slipped on the leftover ice on one of the steps, and slid on his butt most of the way down. His adrenalin was pumping so hard, he didn”™t notice the pain, or the wetness in his pants. When he got to the bottom of the stairs, he couldn”™t see anyone. He thought he had lost the rest of his family, and fear gripped his entire body. Oh god, no! he thought, I can”™t do this. There was icy fog along the Greenway, and try as he might, he couldn”™t see anyone in any direction. Then Agnes called his name. “Angel,” she shouted. “We have to hurry!” She was under the 15th Avenue Bridge, and moving fast. Luz was struggling to keep up with her. “How can that old lady [...]
