I'm not who you think I am, Abby," he said in English.
I almost smiled. It was the kind of melodramatic line people said in bad made-for-TV movies, but then I saw his eyes, bleak and distant, and I knew he was telling the truth.
"I thought you were Dante Alexander, foreign-exchange student visiting from Italy."
He shook his head slowly, sadly. "Not exactly.

Auteur: Lisa Mangum