“I will not give up, and I will not trust. Sometimes they do acts that seem like angels, but deep down they are the devil himself."

“Aimee, let's take her in the car because I've already walked enough."

“That one won't get in my car," she told me almost shouting and extremely scandalized by what I said. “I'd rather be skinned alive."

“Shhh, keep your voice down and don't be so mean to poor Lucía."

Lucia's perspective

I arrived where the people I had seen from the beginning were, and I extended the food packages I was carrying. They were grateful, and when I looked to a corner, there was an old man.

“What's wrong with him?" I asked them. “He looks delicate."

They told me that he had been sick for days and had no money to buy medicine. I went to see how he was and found him complaining of pain.

“Sir, let's go to a hospital to have him checked," I told him, but he was reluctant to the idea and was even hateful. “Let me check him then; I am a nurse and maybe I can help him."

Although he d