Valenzuela-Dumont Family
Victoria Dumont poured herself another glass of wine, the glow of the city lights through the windows of her attic barely dimming the shadow that had settled in her heart. Elena, his wife, had not yet arrived from the hospital, and the table set for the cold dinner was a mute witness to their fruitless efforts to reconnect. There is no shouting or slamming of doors, none of the dramatic explosions you sometimes see in movies. Theirs was a crisis of silences, of averted glances and of a distance that had been subtly woven, like an invisible but unbreakable spider web. It was not another woman, nor another man. It was Victoria's job, demanding and omnipresent, which absorbed her in constant travel and high-level meetings. And it was Elena's profession, pediatric surgery, that unexpectedly demanded her time and energy. In that whirlwind of commitments, jealousy and distrust had entered the relationship.
About Valenzuela-Dumont Family
Victoria Dumont poured herself another glass of wine, the glow of the city lights through the windows of her attic barely dimming the shadow that had settled in her heart. Elena, his wife, had not yet arrived from the hospital, and the table set for the cold dinner was a mute witness to their fruitless efforts to reconnect. There is no shouting ...Read more