Who knows why? Love between people is not something to be understood by onlookers. No one might have guessed that my father, a genial and charming man from the city, could have loved this whisper of a girl. But a transformation took place in him, and he saw something in her either that no one else could or that they refused to recognize. He saw a light, he would often say. Your mother is a light.

- Cristina Henriquez, Come Together, Fall Apart