Aged fifteen, as Franco`s forces begin their murderous purges & cities across Spain rise up against the old order, Montse has never heard the word fascista before. In any case, the villagers say facha (the ch is a real Spanish ch, by the way, with a real spit). Montse lives in a small village, high in the hills, where few people can read or write & fewer still ever leave. If everything goes according to her mother`s plan, Montse will never leave either. She will become a good, humble maid for the local landowners, muchisimas gracias, with every Sunday off to dance the jota in the church square. But Montse`s world is changing. Her brother Jose has just returned from Lerida with a red & black scarf & a new, dangerous vocabulary & his words are beginning to open up new realms to his little sister. She might not understand half of what he says, but how can anyone become a maid in the Burgos family when their head is ringing with shouts of Revolucion, Comunidad & Libertad? The war, it seems, has arrived in the nick of time.