His children didn’t laugh like that, didn’t run barefoot in the grass, didn’t shout with joy as if the whole world belonged to them, and much less did they let anyone approach without complaining or crying or simply running back inside. Since Adriana had left, since she had packed her bags and disappeared without looking back, those four children had turned into silent ghosts who barely raised their eyes when he arrived, who ate in silence, who went to bed too early, who seemed to have
He had forgotten what it was like to be a real child. Juliano had tried everything. He had hired three different nannies in the last 5 months. He had bought expensive toys, video games, new bicycles, anything that could bring a smile to those small, tired faces. But nothing worked, nothing changed. And deep down…
