I bought a house for my baby… but my mother arrived with suitcases to kick me out, without imagining who was waiting for her behind the door

stood on the porch with Emilia in her arms and looked at the mailbox.

Lucía Reyes
Emilia Reyes

The letters had faded a little, but they were still there.

“Nobody can chase us away here, my love,” Lucía whispered. “Here, we learned to stay.”