—It can’t be real.
I looked at my elder, at the sudden attention of everyone, and felt an extra calm arise within me.
No if they have forgotten me by accident.
Simply daban because I will always follow being small.
My mother returned to talking, with an insecurity that filtered into her voice.
—Allison… what is exactly this?
Undo the document slowly.
—This is the documentation of the purchase order —say in a calm tone—. He bought a house.
The silence filled the room.
Melissa was the first to recover.
—¿A house? Ahora my friend? With this economy?
Her eyes wandered away from my mother, as she sought the safety of what could never be certain. My father’s expression was tense, like that of others who were afraid of losing control of the situation.
—Where is it? —asked.
—In Perrysburg —replied—. It’s small, but it’s mine.
Ty
