"Flávio"

The days were passing at a pleasant, peaceful pace. I loved my job, which was much more interesting in a big city than in a quiet rural town. I had a beautiful girlfriend who drove me crazy, and a truly close-knit group of friends. Everything was going very well.

The only problem was Manu's mother. She insisted on calling to mistreat her daughter almost daily, so much so that my little girl started leaving her old cell phone turned off for longer and longer. But today, the madwoman started early, because the little girl had forgotten to turn it off. And I couldn't help myself; I immediately marked my territory, because that witch wasn't going to go through with marrying my little girl off to someone else.

Meanwhile, my peculiar family, which I swore would torment me, was completely silent. I spoke to my mother every week, and she remained calm, only interested in checking on me and complaining about Lisandra. My father hadn't spoken to me since I moved, which I found strange.