One breezy day in April, Katey Miller was walking through the streets of St Louis, with her sister Susie. They were doing some shopping for their mother's birthday. Ever since they had left Havana, Katey was so distant, and it worried her family. She could only confide in her journal, which was her escape from the world.

Well, everyone knew the best malls were near the St Louis airport. Katey hated it so much, because it brought back memories of the tearful flight home from Havana.

They walked in and out of store. Susie bought many different brightly colored dresses for summer. Katey wore the same few dark colors, and stopped caring about her appearance.

"Katey, for crying out loud, stop moping around. Mom's birthday is in one week, and you haven't bought a single thing. If you refuse to buy a present, at least get something you can wear to dinner!" Susie cried.

"Suz, look, get off my case would you," Katey snapped.

Susie stormed off into another store, while Katey glanced at the airport. She saw several people coming out of the large building. She thought she was dreaming when she saw a Cuban man, who resembled Javier carrying 2 small, ratty bags. Before she could say a word, Susie grabbed her arm and dragged her into a dress shop full of pastel dresses and designer bags.

Little did she know that the Cuban man walking out of the airport, was Javier, the man she had shared so many wonderful days with in Havana not so long ago. He had come to America seeking a new life, and to find his love.