Javier Zamora was nine years old when he set out alone on a three-thousand-mile journey from El Salvador to reunite with parents he barely remembered. His mother had left four years earlier; his father, even before that. His family called it a 'trip,' like an adventure that would last two weeks. Those two weeks became two months of boat crossings, desert treks, pointed guns, arrests, and deceptions. Zamora, now an acclaimed poet, recounts this odyssey with the immediacy of a child's perspective and the craft of a mature writer. He traveled with a group of strangers led by a 'coyote,' and these fellow migrants became an unexpected family, offering kindness and love at the most perilous moments. The memoir captures both the terror of the journey and the small moments of grace that made survival possible. Zamora writes without sentimentality about conditions that drove families to take such risks, and about the bravery required of children thrust into adult dangers. The book is his story, but it speaks for the millions who have made similar journeys. It offers readers an intimate window into an experience often reduced to statistics or political abstractions, restored here to its full human weight.