Two weeks later, Alejandro made a decision that stunned his company. He canceled his meetings, postponed a million-dollar contract, and told his assistant he was headed to the south of the city.
The black car drove through streets he hadn’t seen in two decades. When he reached Benito Juarez Elementary School, time seemed to stop. The blue gate and the metal fence were still there. He stepped out of the car, imagining the skinny, hungry boy he used to be.
An older woman sweeping the entrance noticed him. When Alejandro asked about Mariana López, she initially hesitated, noting how common the name was. But then she remembered: “There was a Mariana here many years ago… a dark-haired girl, very sweet. She always shared her food with other children.”
The woman revealed that while Mariana’s family had moved due to financial struggles, her grandmother still lived nearby in a small blue house at the end of the street.
A Sunday Encounter
Alejandro walked toward the house, his heart heavy. He found an older woman sitting in a chair by the door. When he introduced himself, her eyes widened. “The boy with the fence!” she exclaimed. She told him that Mariana didn’t live there anymore but visited every Sunday.
Alejandro waited on a small bench as the sun began to set. Finally, he heard footsteps. A woman walked down the street carrying a bag of food—dark hair, brown skin, and a quiet smile. When she saw him, she stopped.
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