I gave 100 euros to a young woman who was asking for milk for her baby; a month later I found out who she really was.

—That’s quite clever.

—Don’t get used to it.

We laughed.

Lucía rebuilt her life.

The matter with her husband was resolved through the appropriate legal processes.

He went back to work.

Mateo grew up healthy.

His father, the famous Mr. Ferrer, was not a multimillionaire either, as Alberto had imagined when he heard the company’s name.

He was a successful businessman, yes.

But Lucía had never wanted to depend on him financially.

That’s precisely why she tried to solve too many things on her own after her husband left her.

One afternoon I asked him:

—Why didn’t you call your father immediately that day?

He replied:

-Pride.

—So you and Alberto have something in common.