CHAPTER 23

First session, first week...

When sitting on a chair facing the couch, he organizes himself, placing a folder on his lap, which contains the initial information obtained via telephone. He takes a small recorder and the usual notepad out of his pocket to begin.

Now on the exquisite red velvet divan, with legs that resemble a lion's paws, made of carved wood, which appear to be twisted and with golden details, is Rúbia. She runs her hand over the velvet and remembers her mother, who sat on it while being listened to by a man, who also visited her quite frequently. And they spent hours talking alone when her father was traveling and much less time when her father was at home.

“Beautiful furniture!” Praise him.

“It was imported from Europe, precisely from Portugal, as was all the furniture here. I confess that this baroque style, typical of a noble European residence, is not really my style, but it reminds me of my parents and... my childhood...” he reveals, with a certain nostalgia.

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