The Vasconcelos Foundation charity gala was the first Saturday in May, which meant it was not, technically, a Saturday she was available.
The distinction was made by Leonardo himself, who mentioned the event on their Thursday call with the particular careful quality of a man raising something he wasn't sure how to raise.
"It's a Foundation event," he said. "Annual. The family attends."
"Okay," she said, waiting for the rest of it.
"Helena will be there. Rafael and Bianca. Tomás." A pause. "I would like you to come."
She understood what he was asking. Not just attendance — presence. Being seen, as Bianca had said. The public acknowledgement of a thing that was so far only visible in corners and parks and Friday restaurants.
"Is this strategic?" she asked. "Or personal?"
A pause. "Bot
