Delia's Crossing

Présentation de l'éditeur

After her parents are killed in a road accident, Delia Yebarra's life is turned upside-down. At fifteen, she leaves the rural Mexican village where she grew up to embark on a new life in America. Arriving at her wealthy Aunt Isabella's huge estate in Palm Springs, California, should be a dream come true for a simple country girl like Delia - so why does it feel like a nightmare?
Her aunt refuses to acknowledge Delia's heritage, relegating her to the servants' quarters with a lecherous language tutor intent on exploiting the beautiful young foreigner. Her cousin Edward is kind, but Cousin Sophia is cruel, manipulative and resentful of Delia's sultry Latin looks. And just when Delia tries to embrace the life of an all-American girl, a heartbreaking chain of events sends her spiralling back to a Mexico she hardly recognises ... Will Delia ever be able to find a place to call home?

Quatrième de couverture

"Take her and that filthy suitcase to her room, and show her what her duties are."
"Yes, Mrs. Dallas," said Señora Rosario.
"I won't tolerate another lazy Mexican in my house or on my grounds," my aunt said, and started to turn away.
I quickly spoke up in my newest English words.
"Thank you, Mrs Dallas. I'm pleased to be here and grateful for all you are doing for me," I said.
She spun around, her eyes wide. I held my gaze. I would not be treated as if I were no better than a cucaracha, something to be crushed and swept away. Then she marched out of the living room, her high heels tapping the travertine floor in a rhythm of rage. It was as if my very presence infuriated her. If this was so, why did she send for me? If she still hated her family so much, why did she want a living reminder of it right under her nose?
Something told me that I had seen only the tip of the flame. There was quite a fire burning in her chest, a fire started years ago back in our village. Would it consume me, or would I snuff it out before it could?