I want to give it three stars, I really do. But the truth is I was disappointed. It really is a disjointed narrative. Maybe I need to re-read it, maybe I'd see something I missed in the first read. I don't know why she switches from first to second person, or why she even uses the second person at all. I don't know why she jumps from the birth of Destiny to her writing home from college to a mother that is still block captain, eighteen, nineteen years later? Really? Nothing changed? I don't know. But there are times when the narrative flows nicely, and the writing is beautiful, poetic. Some of the characters are bilingual, and I know some people speak this way, mixing English and Spanish together, but somehow the way these characters speak just doesn't ring as true or real. It feels forced, or contrived. I wish the block captain's letters to her unborn child were more compelling. For the most part, this little novella feels sloppy. I've seen some of Ms. Martinez's poetry, and I think it beautiful. And I really enjoyed Mother Tongue. So, I'm disappointed to be disappointed; it's such a let-down.