Chapter 13

Hazz's POV

"I'm the dumbest in the world, that's what you mean, right?” I replied, showing the spots on the numbers. I no longer knew what was nine and what was six. Nor what was two and what was seven. It was a mess. Out of anger, I threw the handkerchief on the floor, noticing the strong smell of talc that remained in my hand. Unconsciously, I associated that smell with Jessica's presence. "I won a number of the most beautiful and hot woman in the country and ended up losing. It's like playing in the mega sena and washing the note in the pants pocket.”

"How to get a free ice cream and a pigeon shit right on it," said Henrique, in a comparison that had nothing to do with anything. I watched him with a frown. The little boy leaned his elbows on his knees, looking at the wall as if he were facing the greatest reflection of his life. "It's like winning a sports car and living on a farm full of holes.”

"What does this have to do with the situation, Henri?” I asked, al