Jane – Hanna Tawater

“My first adult relationship was with Manuel. Manuel and his dog Jane. Manuel and Jane lived in El Cajon and collected broken down cars they liked to repair and (hopefully) sell for a profit. Four years of my life were spent there, in the heat and dryness, in the fumes of auto exhaust coming from the yard as I sat on the “porch couch” with Jane eating ice cream and watching the man I love do one of the things he loved. Manuel and I have long since gone our separate ways, but I hear Jane is still alive and doing well.”