“My tears are not for my upcoming marriage. I admire Señor Fox greatly. In fact, I’m certain”—her mouth trembled—“it would be very easy to fall in love with him.” Isabel and Gabby tightened their hold on her. “It just occurred to me while I was writing to Mother and Father that I may not see them again.” Her voice broke, and she paused to collect herself. “I may never see Mexico again.”
