La voz del padre, la voz de la madre

Lucía Boned Guillot


In 1939 my grandfather was imprisoned in the Montjuïc jail. My grandmother moved to Barcelona to be near him. For eight months they communicated with little notes that went in and out of the prison hidden in their clothes or in their food. The first time I read them I couldn’t sleep all night and the next morning I left a note for my father on the kitchen bench. All the little notes were inside an envelope marked “Miniature”.

Edition Second, revised
Language Spanish
Binding Softcover
Pages 80
Size 110 x 185 mm.