Maya got into Anésio's car, the cool air of the vehicle providing immediate relief from the day's heat. Anésio looked at her with a welcoming smile.
"Ice cream or chocolate?" he asked.
Maya sighed, shaking her head. "Anésio, you spend too much money on me."
He laughed, starting the engine. "I don't, Maya. I prepared the semester exams for Professor Paschoal and earned some extra money."
Maya was surprised, but also impressed. Anésio not only found time for her, but also worked hard to ensure she had what she needed. "You even do that? Prepare exams?"
"Yes," he replied. "I prepare all the exams, correct them, and enter the grades into the system. They only provide the content, so I charge for the readings I need to do. And with that, I earn money, learn extra content, and specialize. S
