“You hunt them and then you hunt for them.” Papá looked to Rosa, who must have appeared confused. “Love has no quarrel. Love sits high, like we sat today, watching anger and disappointment from afar,” he said. “Of course, this love t’ing is a burden too. A very big one.” He laughed. “Once it lights, the torch is carried forever, even when wrongs are committed, even when your heart aches because it is so open. How to love and not break is a question that won’t be answered in my lifetime, for sure.”
