CHAPTER 56
THE USB
Carlos’s body lifted as if it was as light as air. He hadn’t heard right.
He was sharing a light lunch with Juan in a local cafe. “Are you saying you want to promote my mother’s work in your gallery?” He remembered seeing more of his mother’s photos of the favelas at his father’s house.
Juan nodded. “Of course. She had a story to tell about the favelas, and after what Isabela told me about Blanca’s kidnapping, we have to do this. It’s time. Whatever photos you can find at your father’s house, hand them over to me and I’ll get them prepared for the displays. We’ll need all her photos so I can have a selection to choose from.”
“Why didn’t you mention this before? I could’ve had her photos instead of mine showcased with the others. She had more to express in her photos
