Ricardo Diaz still remembers the terrible day when Fabio, his twin brother, was kidnapped. Then, years later, he finds out more about the kidnappers.
Will this lead him to his lost twin? Ricardo is ready to travel thousands of miles to find Fabio again... .
I can still remember when the terrible thing happened.
It was a beautiful spring evening in our home town, Puerto Lindo. Our mother was not homeyet. She was still at work in the shoe factory. I was watering the flowers in the backyard with the hose. My twin brother, Fabio, was playing with Picho. Picho was a small black and white dog with no tail. Fabio loved dogs but Picho was always running away because we didn't have enough food to give him.
Suddenly I pointed the garden hose at Fabio and Picho. "Why did you do that, Ricardo? You've made us all wet," Fabio shouted angrily. "Now look, Picho's running away.
We both ran after Picho, but Picho ran faster. He disappeared into the narrow streets. We ran to the waterfront. But we couldn't find him anywhere.
"I want Picho!" Fabio shouted. "You made him run away, Ricardo!" He started to cry.
"Let's go home," I said. It was getting dark. Fabio didn't stop crying. We sat on a bench at the waterfront and cried together.
"We'll never see Picho again," Fabio said.
Just then a big red car stopped in front of us. A man got out of the car.
"Why are you crying?" he asked.