Turning the corner, Denise unexpectedly came face-to-face with her aunt Lúcia, who was walking toward her.

“What were you doing inside Mr. Saulo's car?” The question came before they were even close to each other.

“Auntie!” She jumped, placing a hand over her chest. “Were you spying on me?”

“Of course not. I had gone to the square to see the preparations for tomorrow's festival. Then I saw the car stop and you getting out. Where were you, young lady?”

“I was in the capital,” she answered calmly