Milagros had grown up thinking strong, decisive men were a myth, like the mountain fairy Maria Makiling or the magical Adarna bird. Her brothers had never been in charge. Her father couldn’t take them down the street without losing his way. But in this moment, with Jim, she felt sure and safe. She didn’t worry. As the typhoon of history made landfall on their doorstep, she could train her eyes on this sane man, and follow him.
