"Samantha"

After a refreshing shower, I was already feeling much better and more energetic. When I sat down at the table for breakfast, I felt my stomach growling with hunger. We ate breakfast laughing and talking about everyday things, with Enzo feeding Canela, hidden under the table, small pieces of everything, as if we weren't seeing.

I had been through something horrible the night before, but being there surrounded by those three, showering me with attention and affection, and striving to make me laugh, was a balm for my near tragedy. It was so good to have them around and it greatly improved my mood.

"Sam, what do you think about having lunch at the club? Just the four of us?"Heitor suggested, and I liked the idea.

"At the Social Club?" I asked.

"No, at the sports club. The restaurant there is great and has an integrated green area, I think it could be pleasant," Heitor insisted. "I think so too. Yes, we will." I agreed.

The kids also liked the idea, and it would be something dif