At Uélton's house, Flávia and Isabel cleaned up the shards and had dinner with other dishes. Now the two ladies are mulling over what to do.“Flávia, when my boy arrives, you need to apologize.”“You don’t help with ‘my boy,’ mother-in-law.” Flávia sighs in regret, “Uélton is 34 years old, he is already a grown man with a beard on his face – and he looks so manly with a beard – he should take life more seriously and set an example for my son.”“Perhaps this trip is all that Uélton needs for him to set an example.” Isabel reasons, “Uélton is always at work, he only has contact with his son on weekends. I strongly believe that our trip will be of benefit to them.”“And having the house burned down will be beneficial to them?” Flávia insists like a scratched record.Isabel rolls her eyes, “We'd better pack.”“We better cancel the–”The living room door opens and Uélton and Reuben return from the pizzeria. They are laughing and talking.“Dad, you killed it!” Reuben exclaims, “Now all we n
The next day, Flavia is on the phone still in her pink robe, talking furtively to someone. She looks back, afraid someone will find her.On the other side, Maggie is also in a pink robe and still sleepy, yawning and going to the phone that rings stridently, “Who will it be at this hour? Hello?”“Hello, Maggie?” Flávia is shocked to be attended to.“I can't hear you, honey.” Maggie smiles slightly.“Mrs. Marçal, this is Flávia Freire.” Flávia speaks hastily, almost whispering, “I need to let you know that I won’t be able to go on the trip due to a scheduling conflict.”Maggie is surprised, “Did something happen, Flávia? Your mother needs your company. If you can't go, she can't go either, but we already have a whole schedule arranged.”Flávia smiles in relief, “Thank you, Mrs. Marçal, for your understanding. Perhaps the autograph session can be postponed for a few more days, that way we can resolve the pending matter.”“I need to tell my husband.” Maggie yawns.“Sorry for the inconveni
Wallace sits on the classic divan but still doesn't dare to lie on it like he always sees in American movies. Sandro smiles and sits down in the armchair with his notebook.“And then, Mr. Freire... Or we can cut the formality, don't you think? I'm Sandro and you're Wallace. I bet your family must call you Wally.”The nickname itself already gave Wallace the shivers, “My girlfriend... the one I hated in the '80s...”“Let's start with her.” Sandro puts on his glasses and takes out his pen, “You met Vera Reis...”“I want to go back further, Doctor.” Wallace says firmly, “For me, it all started precisely in 1980 when Josias Rocha entered our lives through my younger brother.”“Proceed.” Sandro is attentive.“Josias Rocha had two kittens chasing him: Melissa Campos and Pamela Chaves. But Josias just loved Melissa. Melissa was a virgin, pure, decent, and promised to be the perfect housewife. But Pamela was the opposite: promiscuous, vulgar, immoral, a modern Jezebel. One fine day, Melissa's
Wallace's session with Sandro continues. Wallace has already spoken more data about his past, reaching 1981 and 1982.Sandro ventures a question, “Wallace... Forgive my intrusion, but at this time, I think it was already clear to you that Pamela Chaves was not willing to be a straight woman. See, I'm not one to judge people by their actions, I just hope they know what they're doing. For me, Miss Chaves was determined to be the kind of woman that went against your principles. You started talking about Josias Rocha and your younger brother, but I want you to think: WHY DID YOU stick around?”“I loved her, Doctor,” Wallace responds wistfully.“But why?” Sandro wants to dig deep in this well until he finds mined water, “Everything in this life has a reason.”“I ain’t following you, Doctor.”Sandro straightens up in his chair, “You were willing to assume a child that Miss Chaves bore. I'm not a churchgoer, but I know enough to believe that it would be against holy doctrines. Did you expect
Isabel took advantage of the opportunity to go to Teodoro's building. She is well received with the song “High” by The Lighthouse Family.She smiles and approaches the counter, “Hey, is this radio ever turned off?”“Never.” Teresa jokes, “Only when we go to sleep. It’s the tradition that we mean to maintain.”“I remember when Teodoro was alive.” Isabel looks respectfully at the portrait, “Is Vera in her apartment?”“No, she's at her psychiatrist's appointment.” Teresa is alarmed.Isabel nods regretfully, “My boy Wally is too. He showed up at the house destroyed, saying that he deserved to be treated because he had hurt Vera. I didn't ask for the details because I could tell he was emotionally wrecked.”Teresa takes a deep breath to get into a thorny subject, “Mrs. Freire, for us, nothing much happened, but for our couple, it was a terrible ordeal.”“Did she get out of here all right, or was she bad too?” Isabel genuinely cares.“She was blaming herself for everything that happened in
The next day, Wallace is in his underwear in the bathroom brushing his teeth, thinking about everything he heard from Dr. Almeida. Suddenly, he hears the door open and the footsteps of people entering.“Good morning, Uncle Wally!” Reuben screams.Wallace's eyes widen and he spits out toothpaste in fright. When he rinses his mouth and thinks about closing the door, Uélton and Reuben appear at the bathroom door and catch him with little clothes on.Reuben pretends he’s embarrassed and covers his eyes, “Argh, there's an indecent man here!”Uélton bursts out laughing, “That's right, son, never see a naked man, not even when you're Uncle Wally's age.”“Cover your eyes too, daddy!” Reuben sneaks a peek.Uélton covers his son's head, “It's different with dad, we're brothers. Wait in the kitchen.”Reuben goes into the kitchen with his eyes still covered and bumps into the first wall he finds.Wallace nods, “I see you're having a great time, huh? Are you teaching your son to enter other people
At Wallace's house, he, Uélton, and Reuben are eating plain bread with butter and cheese. None of the peach cobbler they thought they would have.“Dad, you said Uncle Wally had peach cobbler,” Reuben complains.“Next time we’ll have strawberry cake.” Uélton winks at his dear son.“Only if it’s at your house, huh?” Wallace laughs as he chews.“Today our mother will be famous throughout Espírito Santo, perhaps Brazil.” Uélton rubs his hands in anxiety, “I hope everything works out.”“Everything will be all right, dad.” Reuben lifts his coffee cup, “Grandma Isabel is a beast!”Wallace looks at Uélton as if to say: is this what you are teaching your son?Uélton disguises himself and raises his coffee cup to play with his son, “To grandma Isabel!”Father and son toast. Wallace cannot stay angry with these two pranksters.******At Tiago's house, Carmen is dressed up to visit some places. Tiago appears in the living room finishing putting on his tie.“How are Isabel and Flávia, dear? Well i
Ivan enters the presidential office and finds Josias at his desk, leaning back in the regal upholstered chair, with a glass of whiskey in his hand and a confident smile. Nothing can shake our hero.The sergeant studies the Italian-cut suit of Lagoon City's most successful businessman and is envious of the patterned T-shirt and faded, frayed jeans he is wearing.Josias leans forward and places the glass on the mahogany desk, “Mr. Moraes, it's a pleasure to see you again. The concierge said you really wanted to see me.”“The concierge wouldn’t let me in, I had to make a fuss!” Ivan barks.“But why did you come to see me with such emphasis?” Josias asks as if he doesn't know the answer.“I came here,” He approaches with slow steps, “to hear your confession and have peace of mind.”“Who would have that peace, me?” Josias chuckles, “Wouldn’t that be you?”“Perhaps peace will come to both of us.” Ivan smiles awkwardly.Josias shakes his head, “Moraes, I'm tired of all this. You're trying to