There are tempting fruits in these latitudes Many are within reach of her hand. There are men who are like fruit: they are sweet, tasty, juicy, irritating.
It's a question of tasting them one by one.

How many frogs does one have to kiss before finding the prince?
How many wolves, I ask, will we meet in a lifetime?

There's only one wolf. The other wolves we meet are merely its shadow.

This is a book of short stories by an Argentine author I haven’t heard of before. Some of the stories were more magical realist than others, and the book included some rewritten fairy tales, and a few stories with political themes which were possibly the best of all. Although I quite liked the first few stories, they seemed to get better and better as the book progressed. My favourites were "Journeys", "The Charm Against Storms", "If This is Life, I'm Red Riding Hood", and especially "The Key", because of the entirely unexpected slant to the ending.

Another 30p book from the library sale, which I initially picked up because I liked the cover, but took home because I like both short stories and South American authors. I'll definitely be adding her other books to my wish list. ( )