JOSHUA
That night I called my mom. I had told her that I wanted to see her and Paola for dinner. She jumped for joy and my heart sank.
I asked her to organize a gathering, inviting her parents and for my dad and Isabela to attend as well. Lea was still in boarding school and I couldn’t contact her.
The next day the office was quiet. I had finished my tasks early, so I arrived at the restaurant at eight o’clock in the evening. It was the agreed-upon time.
To my surprise, everyone was already waiting for me. Starting with Paola, who smiled from ear to ear as soon as she saw me. She had reserved a space next to her for me to sit.
“A child,” the words echoed in my head.
”Joshua!” Paola raised her hand to get my attention. My dad looked at me seriously but with an air of satisfaction.
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