The next day…

I was having breakfast with Ana Beatriz and Lola at the kitchen counter. Suddenly there was a knock at the door:

— Who will it be? Are you expecting someone so early, Mrs. Ana Paula?

— Not at all. Maybe it could be dad who forgot his keys again.

— Do you want me to open it?

— No Lola! Let me go to find out who it is. Meanwhile, he continues giving breakfast to Ana Beatriz.

I walked down the long corridor while thinking that maybe it could be Luis José, all these days he had gone to visit Ana Beatriz and spent the time with...