“Her name is Myrna Gonzales. She told me I’d originally been called Baby Jane Doe. She wanted me to have an ethnically appropriate name, so she called me Nina, the English version of niña, which means ‘girl’ in Spanish. She also hoped I would be one of the kids who has a happy ending. That I would be adopted by a loving family, so she named me Esperanza, which means ‘hope.’” The lump in her throat expanded, straining her last words. “I didn’t get that happy ending.”
