The poor boy who promised, “When I get rich, I’ll marry you,” to the black girl who fed him, returned years later.

“Never.

They talked for hours.

Mariana told him that her family had been through very difficult times.

That he had worked since he was very young.

Who now taught at a nearby elementary school.

“I like helping hungry children,” she said with a sweet smile.

Alejandro felt a tightness in his chest.

“How you helped me.”

Mariana looked at him.

“I never thought you’d come back.

Alessandro took a deep breath.

“I’ve been looking for you for years.”

Mariana’s eyes filled with surprise.

“Truly?”

Five years.

Three private investigators.

Millions of pesos.

Mariana laughed softly, incredulous.

“All this for a girl who gave you a sandwich.”

Alejandro stared at her.

“NO.

For the person who changed my life.

There was another silence.

Another.

Hotter.

Closer.

Alejandro took something out of his pocket.