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I Grew Up In The Shadow Of The Trujillato, Saw How The Regime Had Ravaged So Many Families.

What Else She Doesn't Know: That The Man Next To Her Would End Up Being Her Husband And The Father Of Her Two Children, That After Two Years Together He Would Leave Her, Her Third And Final Heartbreak, And She Would Never Love Again.

That Was The Summer When Everything We Would Become Was Hovering Just Over Our Heads.

She Had Reason To Doubt Him; He Was Real Good At Planning But Real Bad At Doing.

She Smelled Like Herself, Like The Wind Through A Tree.