A whimsical and unflinchingly honest generational story of family and identity where hats turn into leeches, ghosts blow kisses from lemon trees, and the things you find at the end of your fishing line might not be a Fish at all.
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And since Mama keeps her memories of Papa locked up where Eddie can\'t get to them, he only has Papa\'s third-place fishing tournament medal to remember him by.
Especially after Papa died.
Half-Colombian Eddie Aguado has never really felt Colombian.
A whimsical and unflinchingly honest generational story of family and identity where hats turn into leeches, ghosts blow kisses from lemon trees, and the things you find at the end of your fishing line might not be a Fish at all