Chapter 31
Santa Monica, 1953
“Hold my hand and stay with me, Marco.” Tired but determined, Celina clasped her son’s hand and pushed her way through the crowd on the train platform. After arriving by train that morning at Union Station, they had transferred to the local train to Santa Monica. She prayed this expedition to visit Tony’s cantankerous uncle, Arturo, would illuminate the mystery between her husband and Nino.
Marco tugged on her hand, but she held her grip. On the train trip from San Francisco, Marco had been whirling with energy and mischief, darting through the aisle while she chased him. But when he finally fell asleep, he had slept soundly to the clacking rhythm of the railcars. Celina knew this ordeal was a lot for a little boy to understand.
At last, they reached the b
