“What did you love as a child?” “Books,” he says with a laugh. “I loved to read more than anything. My father grew angry with me – ‘Javier, you need to run! You need to play with the other boys. Go outside.’” He lifts a shoulder. “I only wanted to lie in the grass and think about other worlds, other places.”

“What did you love as a child?” “Books,” he says with a laugh. “I loved to read more than anything. My father grew angry with me – ‘Javier, you need to run! You need to play with the other boys. Go outside.’” He lifts a shoulder. “I only wanted to lie in the grass and think about other worlds, other places.”

— Barbara O'Neal