Child: Here are some phrases to repeat. They are good. They affirm who you are. I know the Book of Mormon is true. I know families are forever.
Twilight in an outlying barrio of Buenos Aires. Flat as it is, the sky’s an orange-red overlay to our work.
Tonight we’ll report numbers.
One of us claps and a woman appears. A name, time, dirección in our planner. A follow-up. She begins her excuses…