Hi, I'm Rowena... I was the black sheep of a Peruvian family. I was born in 1956, went to all the right schools and I can tell it was a beautiful era. I remember fondly spending vacations with my eighty one first cousins at the family hacienda (large agricultural state), where we used to ride horses through the mountains, playing cops and robbers, and hide-and-seek in the corn and cotton fields. We were convinced of the ghosts that lived in the ancient cemetery where they used to dance without their heads around a campfire every full moon; of the mystical 'Chalan' that used...more
