My mother saw him distressed, deep down she sensed what he was about to tell her, so between sobs she begged him:

— What's happening Luis José? Speaks! You have me in anxiety.

— I regret to tell you that Mr. Pedro… has just passed away.

- What have you said? Tell me what did you say? That can not be true! Pedro cannot be dead, that is not true. Nooo!

My mother fell to the floor while crying bitterly, she could not assimilate that the man with whom she had shared an entire life was suddenly no longer there.

In the midst of my shock, I just looked at...