The day begins badly for Adela, a young New Yorker of Cuban descent, when her mother Loretta calls her. The two women have been fighting for over a year because the daughter has not only moved to Miami but is also living with a guy the mother doesn't approve of, the charming Marcos from Havana, who has recently arrived in the United States. Markos tells Adela stories from his childhood on the island, when he lived protected within a group of his parents' friends, also known as the Gang. At one point he shows her a photo taken twenty-five years ago, a landmark image from the last time they were all together. She, who had a premonition that her day would go wrong, discovers among the faces someone familiar to her. And then an abyss opens beneath her feet. In his new novel, Leonardo Padura talks about the Cubans who survived the exile and the diaspora, in places like Barcelona, the northwestern tip of the USA, Madrid, Puerto Rico, Buenos Aires. What has history done to these people who were once loved so much? What happened to those who left but also to those who decided to stay? How has time changed them? Will the magnetism exerted by the sense of belonging and the power of emotions bring them back together? Or are they all dust in the wind? A book about the trauma of the diaspora and the rupture of relationships, and at the same time a hymn to friendship, to the invisible and powerful bonds of affection and trust, to the devotion that comes from long ago. Another wonderful, moving work from Leonardos Padouras.