NARRATED BY LARISSA:
I got home after my class with Milena. We had lunch; Dona Sandra had made a wonderful meal—lasagna with lots of cheese, which I love. After lunch, we helped her with the dishes and plopped down on the couch. We spent the whole afternoon watching our favorite series, already in the fifth season. Soon, it was 5:20 pm. I rushed to my room, took a quick shower, and got ready for work: I put on black leggings, a white t-shirt, and white sneakers. I put on some light makeup and my usual perfume, and tied my hair in a ponytail. I added some accessories and went downstairs. Milena had already made me a snack.
“Friend, you need to eat before you leave. I don't want you going to work hungry.”
I thanked her, smiling. “You're a sweetheart,” I say, and she smiles. I love the wa
