Twelve-year-old Anita has always had a happy life, living with her extended family in the Dominican Republic. Her middle class family live a life that few in her country can afford, with household servants and private schools for their children. And always, they are surrounded by portraits of “El Jefe,” whom Anita has always thought of as a benefactor, a gentle and watchful guardian who has always looked after the citizens of their country. Now half of her family has left for the United States, Anita’s father keeps getting mysterious phones calls about butterflies, the secret police are constantly keeping their eyes on her family, her beloved tío (uncle) Toni is missing, there are diaries which must not be written in, and always there are whispers, whispers that create fear and anxiety rather than comfort. Caught between wanting to obey her parents and wanting to satisfy her incessant curiosity, Anita also finds herself negotiating the fine between childhood and adolescence, a reflection of her nation’s dependence on “El Jefe” and its nascent desire to chart its own course. There are two coming of age stories here: that of Anita, and that of the Dominican Republic.
