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.

Serious.

—Don’t tell him.

Three years passed.

One day we were shopping again at that same supermarket.

Alberto stopped in front of the aisle of children’s products.

A woman had a small child and was looking for coins inside her purse.

My husband watched her.

Me too.

She paid normally.

We kept walking.

“What were you thinking about?” I asked.

—In Lucia.

-Me too.

He remained silent.

—That phrase I said to him…

-Yeah.

—I’m still embarrassed.

—That’s probably a good thing.

-Because?

—Because it means you’re no longer the person who considers it normal to say it.

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