We sat on a bench under a huge tree full of flowers.

The place was quiet, since it was still early in the morning.

“First, I want you to promise me you won't tell the boss that I told you this, and not anyone else either—not my uncle, not Saulo, not—”

“All right, Denise, I got it. I won't tell anyone, I promise,” I interrupted her.

“Look, I hope you're not in a hurry, okay? Because the story is long.”

“Oh, Denise, just tell me already, I'm getting more and more curious!”

“You're just like me.”