Mariana, twenty-three, newly arrived from Caracas, held the book like a lifeline. Its cover was a vibrant, confident red. On it, a collage of smiling people—a businessman shaking hands, a woman laughing at a café, a family at a park—promised a life she didn't yet have. The title read: Interchange Fourth Edition Intro .
He pointed to a dialogue on page 47:
Mariana laughed for the first time in weeks. She and Amin practiced the dialogue. He played A, she played B. She stumbled over “Nice to meet you” — it came out “Neece to meet chew.” Amin didn’t correct her. He just nodded and said, “Again.” interchange fourth edition intro