into a beauty and rejuvenation clinic. Photographs of before and after
ion, and the couple approached them. Recognizing the man, the doctor smiled broadly and
soon you´ll
g at the girl thoughtfully. "Excuse me, kidd
ed and looked
of what we can offer
e old woman, surprised; a
venate someon
ist's laugh c
doctor. "We can make t
lient laughed l
I don't think my husband will be a
its on the walls, until he fixed his gaze on the portrait o
l spotted the p
pointing to the portrait. This woman wanted to relive her youth
ooked expectan
when we were kids.
sponded with tenderness.
ways remember that day. I would like to see that freckl
ted... Hadn't we agreed t
you see it? It´s the opportunity to live our lives
handsome just the way you are. Just like wh
sappointed, an
d? I mean... if only I w
at her h
ly
re me... as a woman?"
ong sigh and smi
. Don't even d
f the medical report she found at the foot of the bed; and the moved doctor who was beginning her shift could not distinguish between the Xs marked by the girl's parents on the paper and the marks
ranquilize them. "The therapy will
e feeling pain?" asked
t. She is not feeli
ve minutes later they were reunited with the doctor
e will b
e. Everything you asked fo
k you so
as surprised by the request.
What else
It's not like you g
seed she ate by mistake!" Exclaimed t
idn´t me
capsule gate was slowly opening. The doctor stepped forwar
is: litt
thes on was rubbing her eyes, walked slowly, and yawne
? Can we
n the nursery room, her pa
ous?! A misun
istry it sa
he is a
The doctor defended herself holding the paper. "You even spec
e report in disbelief, only to recognize the traces o
, marks, numbers and misspelled words in her daughter's handwriting, the woman closed her eyes and sighed. At first she did not want to believe
ach other. The girl hugged her father with arms and legs. Soon the father noticed the way t
go home, my love
no
ou want
he sen
penetrating gaze was eno
Walk a little bit,
sisted, huggi
e gazes of the other two pi
mother with difficulty
eliciting more laugh
us for this," Susan's mother said, an
pensive therapy. And that re
my daughter play with those thing
s your daug
ho was still carrying his daughter. "She
saw the tremendous girl dro
all the way" the mother whispered as they descended i
m more than fine," he said
ssed the face of the sleepy Sus
now, things inappropriate for the mind of a five-year-old girl. Her husba
not be charged for the cost of the therapy that would have easily drained the family's bank account; but in exchange they agreed
the doctor's words echoed un
y experiences: menstrual cramps, ovulation, mood swings...
u crazy? She is five! She doesn't ne
wife will know what to do b
" he said in
nsitive issue... Your da
blem?" the woman
ust a recommendation... She i
y it at onc
be many men who want to take advantage of her innocence, an