EPILOGUETHE WIND BLEW into David Magallanes’s face and hurt his eyes. Using this as an excuse, he finally cried. What had he done? David was suddenly afraid and guilty as the bus started to speed up into the highway. Everything now seemed like a distant dream that he had nothing to do with since he had left the office this afternoon, went straight to the bus station and bought the bus ticket, instead of going back to Alma and their baby. He would not be going back to them.
David was leaving behind another daughter—his one-year old child with Alma. He knew from the start that he didn’t love Alma and yet he had courted her and invited her to live with him.
When their daughter was born, it was David who decided that Alma should quit working so she could be a fulltime mother. David had promi
