At dawn, I move around in a strange bed, it takes me a few minutes to find myself in the guest room, at Mila's house. I was woken up by the phone alarm that I set to ring, now I hate the sound, it's annoying. I don't want to go to work, and I have to work. Although I don't know what awaits me, because I haven't taken my boss's calls. He will surely be like an ogre, and I don't think he will take pity on me, even if I tell him my reasons.

I hurry, less than fifteen minutes later, I'm ready. After that, I go down to have breakfast. I find Mila preparing some sandwiches. I greet her, she responds animatedly. Always energetic. Place a slice, a slice of ham, yellow cheese, lettuce, tomato and cucumber slices. He adds some sauces and puts the other slice of bread on top. Press a little and with a knife cut it in half in a triangular shape. Now he places the two halves on a plate and offers it to me.

“Thank you, Mila”

“Eat, I hope you like it”

She makes one, and then joins me in devouring it