tes and pennies on the counter. The old man adds the amount, and responds with a tone of concern,

ender probably knows that my father had me as a son, and if they find me, they will either kill me or they will want to torment me so that I pay the debt. I

and closes it. When he turns around, Josias realizes that it is money. "I'm going to pay you a ticke

ould it be possible they accept to shelter the son of the man who caused their sister enormous distress? It is one

ank you. The uncles closest to me are from Rio de Janeiro. And I don't want to go tha

e this, after all?" The man keep

eighteen, but I have already done some tasks to have a little money. If I

laugh. He was already sympathizing

with dignity as if he were

you on your courage. Another boy your age would be crying desperately without knowing what to do. But, hearing yo

ight hand. "Here's the deal, Josias: I'm going to let you spend a

nk you very much, Teodoro! Thank you very much!

ks to Josias, he realizes that Josias is not one of them. Perhaps the story of the murdered father is

nd closes the door, grateful, looking up, out of respect for God. And again, the phrase of Everaldo is echoing in his mind, "I will pray for you and pray that God w

s that in fact, Everaldo

Mr. Rocha. The police vehicle stopped at the entrance of the house caught the attention of the neighbors. Of course, they heard the

r the legal medical institute. Another was taking pictures of the mess the killers left, looking for valuables to make up f

enly asked the neighbors. However, they not only remained silent but withdrew from the