Carlos writes about Fernando's experiences in prison for twenty-something years. I couldn't imagine what it must be like to be in prison for that long, and to have to be shot at by the firing squad not knowing whether the bullets are blank or real.
Students and teachers are disappearing from Carlos's new school (he had to transfer schools because of the danger of being acknowledged as a first class citizen in Cuba). Carlos encounters his first love in fifth grade.
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