Saturday had arrived, and with it, movement in the house began early. Denise was still asleep. Also, Saulo had gone hard the night before, after they decided to release all their stress in bed, which made her practically pass out.

As for Saulo, he had woken up early and immediately went looking for his mother. He found her sitting in the garden, drinking tea and reading a book, until her son approached.

“Good morning, Mom.” He kissed her cheek. “What does all these people here mean, so early?”