As my friend said, we went for a delicious coffee and then go to the beauty salon where my son is the center of everyone's attention and he loves it, although once in a while he cried, annoyed.

"I'm exhausted," I sit on the couch.

“None of that, it's time to fix ourselves, we can't be late,” Carla wouldn’t let me rest, I let her help me up, “see you in two hours,” I growl in response, but I do what she asks, I go to my room to fix my things and then take a shower.

Ready and with my son satisfied, I look at myself in the mirror,...