she wanted to see the world. cher hughes had a dream and made it come true in a tiny far away island in panama. she would just take a picture of the sunset and send it to me, she says, it s like living in a postcard. life was beautiful and simple, an escape from the pressures of mod were living. beneath that beauty it s a secret. it s surreal, i don t want to believe it. this was a really bad guy. it september chills down my spine. but before the nightmare came the dream boca del toro is way off the beaten path, it s the kind of place where things move