Lia took a deep breath, and as she was only minutes away from grabbing the old cockatoo, throwing it on the floor and leaving the clinic floor shiny, she closed her eyes and asked the heavens for patience because she was sure that if she asked for strength she would end up killing Marcos' grandmother's horse face.

″Don't you know what I'm talking about? I won't tell you anything, just take my cell phone and check the social networks, there you will realize what I'm talking about," she extended the cell phone to the young man, he looked at it with apprehension, however, in the end he took it and checked it.

″Did you distinguish those people? ″asked Doña Emilia with a smile of triumph, realizing that she had achieved her goal, to look for an ally among Marcos' children.

″The woman is my mother," said the boy, lowering his voice, without taking his eyes off the photograph, feeling a tightness in his chest as if he had been punched in the stomach and all the air had been sucked out of his