As we get the current day story of Paloma learning more about her father and his past in Argentina, we are able to get glimpses at what that actually looked like at the time, in addition to Paloma’s wonderings about it. This was a fairly typical set-up, as far as the parallel past and present unfolding of stories that is fairly common with historical fiction these days. With Franco’s help and connections, Paloma starts to unravel her family’s history, and as she discovers that there is a *lot* more to it than she’d ever known (and as readers, we watch that story unfold in 1976, in parallel with Paloma’s sleuthing), things in the “present day” take a turn for the dangerous. She meets a local university student named Franco, who is a member of an activist group called H.I.J.O.S., whose members are all children of the desaparecidos of the 1970s dictatorship. When he won’t answer her questions, Paloma decides to use their trip back to Buenos Aires for her father’s official appointment ceremony to dig into it on her own. At a celebration party in their home in New York, a guest has a cryptic conversation with Paloma that sparks her interest in her father’s past. Heartbreaker Breaks (A Bittersweet Lottery Love Story)Īll rights reserved.It’s 1998 and Paloma’s father, Santiago, announces that he has been named the next UN ambassador from Argentina. May not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever Without the express written permission of the authorĮxcept for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Subscribe to Paloma Meir’s Newsletter for free PDF copy of A True Story That Never Happened (A Novella), new release information and prizes. We promise to never spam your email account.įor my beautiful Spanish mother, who makes me cross myself in the face of adversity, even though we are Jewish. Galloway called out from the living room.įor two years I had been dealing with this. Galloway’s caretaker, more of a glorified housekeeper. This, my friends, was my Norma Rae moment. I had had enough, and what spirals from this act of defiance that maybe anyone else would have shown on day one, is my story. It’s not pretty, sorry folks.īut we’re not there yet. I’m still in my good Esme period, not that Mr. He insisted I was lying, and that my real name was Esmeralda.

Book Three by Paloma Meir