Chapter 44

• The little boy had not stopped talking the whole way.
• Amelia was in the back of the car, sitting next to him, answering his particular questions while Maximiliano drove, listening to them in silence. Not even with him did she talk that much, not even that, with enough confidence as from someone she had known all her life.
• From time to time, the gazes of both adults brushed against each other. They said nothing, but their eyes screamed a lot of things that, in a way, neither wanted to decipher.