CHAPTER 22
"Okay, Jamie, that was a bombshell, but I can top it. Do you want to hear my news now?" Grace asked, leaning forward. She was very excited.
I nodded. I couldn't imagine what she was going to say, but I suddenly had butterflies in my stomach.
"I spoke to my friend at the D.C. Consulate about your dad," Grace said. "And he did some research for me."
I sat there, twisting my napkin, waiting for the news.
Grace reached over the table and squeezed my hands. "He's alive, Jamie!"
"Oh, my God, my dad's alive!" I was so overwhelmed, I thought I would faint, or throw up. My hands were shaking like crazy and tears were streaming down my face.
"Here's what happened, you're not going to believe this story! Your dad escaped from a Cuban jail in 2005 and swam to a U.S. naval base where
