Sitting alone by the crystal-clear waters of the lagoon, Anna Magdalena Bach observes the men at the hotel bar. She has two children from a happy marriage of twenty-seven years, from which she has no reason to want to escape. Yet, every August, she travels by ferry to the island where her mother is buried, and for one night she finds a new lover. Amidst the sultry Caribbean nights, filled with salsa and bolero, Anna travels deeper each year into the hinterland of her desires and the fears of her heart.
Full of surprises and sentiment, See You in August is a profound reflection on freedom, sorrow, personal transformation, and the mysteries of love; an unexpected gift from one of the greatest writers the world has ever known.

She returned to the island on Friday, August 16th, with the three o'clock ferry. She was wearing jeans, a checkered shirt, simple low-heeled shoes without socks, a straw hat, her bag, and, as her only luggage, a beach bag. At the taxi queue on the quay, she went straight to an old model, worn down by the salt. The driver greeted her with a friendly nod, and they proceeded, constantly falling into potholes through the native village with wooden huts, palm leaf roofs, and roads of hot sand in front of a blazing sea. He had to maneuver to avoid fearless pigs and naked boys mocking him by pretending to be bullfighters. After passing the village, they continued on an avenue lined with royal palms where the beaches and tourist hotels were located, between the open sea and a closed lagoon full of blue herons. Finally, he stopped at the oldest and most neglected hotel. The receptionist was waiting for her with the accommodation form ready to sign and the keys to the only room on the second floor with a view of the lagoon.

She climbed the stairs in four strides and entered the shabby room with a strong smell of insecticide, almost entirely occupied by a double bed. She took out of her bag a leather toiletry bag and an uncut book and placed them on the nightstand, with an ivory paper cutter between the pages. She took out a pink silk nightgown, which she put under the pillow, also a silk scarf printed with exotic birds, a white short-sleeved shirt, some very worn tennis shoes, and took them to the bathroom.