The Girl with No Name
‘It all happened so quickly. One minute I was squatting on the bare earth, preoccupied with popping pea pods. The next, I saw the flash of a black hand and white cloth, and before I even had a chance to cry out it had sailed towards my face, and completely covered it . . .’
In 1954, in a remote South American village, a four-year-old girl was abducted and then abandoned deep in the Colombian rainfo...
‘It all happened so quickly. One minute I was squatting on the bare earth, preoccupied with popping pea pods. The next, I saw the flash of a black hand and white cloth, and before I even had a chance to cry out it had sailed towards my face, and completely covered it . . .’
In 1954, in a remote South American village, a four-year-old girl was abducted and then abandoned deep in the Colombian rainfo...
