For my agent,
Thomas Colchie,
and his wife, Elaine,
dearest friends.
Strange things happen to people who are fleeing from terror (. .); some are cruel, and others are so beautiful that faith is renewed.
As I believe that writing is to a large extent a collective effort and that each individual voice should find its generational juncture, I have wished this book to be a bridge between my books and those of Alfredo Molano, who is also a Colombian, fiftyish, and witness of the same wars and chronicler of the same struggles. With his permission, I have inserted within my text a dozen lines he has authored, which his readers will surely recognize.