Nacha Sucre has written a moving story of love and death, that of her grandparents, Alicia Eduardo (Edwards) and Andrés Sucre. A series of powerful anecdotes starting in 1894 ends in 1950 with a tragic flight in Venezuela, superimposed on previous painful events that had occurred in Maracaibo, Caracas and Lourdes (France). A poetic vein, and a talent to move a story, are resources that the author puts into play to render a fabulous and, suprisingly, uplifting biographical novel that extends from the Belle Epoque in Paris through the Great War to times of dictatorship in Venezuela.