If Wanda Latif hadn't felt unwell on the night of Oct. 12 last year, she would have been partying inside Paddy's Irish Pub when the bombs went off. If, two days later, chance had not taken her to Denpasar's Sanglah Hospital, where victims of the blast were treated, she would never have become a friend upon whom Indonesian victims and their relatives came to depend. If not for the horror of the Bali bombings, she might never have met her husband—and she would not now be pregnant with their first child.
This unlikely sequence of events was set...
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