The cryptic statement from Pilar left both Lea and me in a state of bewilderment. We exchanged a shared glance, uncertainty etched across our faces. I couldn't help but inquire, my curiosity compelling me to seek clarification. "What do you mean when you say they were watching us?" I shifted my position so that I was sitting on the floor, bringing me to eye level with Pilar as I awaited her response.
In her own childlike manner, Pilar merely shrugged, her youthful words expressing the inexplicable unease she had been sensing. "I don't know, Mama," she mumbled, her gaze fixed on some distant memory, "it's like when we were at school and that strange man came around. It feels the same when they're watching, like something is pulling at you, but not in a good way." Her description left me ut
