Sketches from the Spanish Mustang

Haley Spencer sits at a table in a casino in Cripple Creek, Colorado. She is broken, alone, and she is waiting. She’s waiting for redemption, waiting for a chance to prove she can really see through someone else’s eyes. And as she waits, she sketches those around her, those who keep their secrets buried deep.

 There is the immigrant looking for fortune and finding death along the way. There is the woman running for her life, hoping to hide in a small town. There is the angry man, jilted by his now-dead wife, looking for revenge. There is the veteran who can’t remember, the woman about to lose her mother, and the drunk who doesn’t want to be what people see on the outside.

 There are more people, everywhere, behind every turn of the card, and all of them have secrets. For Haley, sketching is remembering and remembering is penance.