Special Date

Karen

Everyone was ready and eagerly awaiting Othon's arrival, but Otávio seemed especially restless, asking constantly if his father would still take a long time to get there. Each time this happened, I patiently replied, informing him of the minutes remaining, as Othon had agreed to pick us up at home at 8 p.m.

Otávio accepted my answer with a nod and went back to jumping and playing, enjoying the ample space that had opened up in Karen's living room. The decoration company had removed all the furniture from the room, creating an open and inviting environment for the approaching celebration.

Othon had invited not only me and Otávio but also my parents for dinner that night. While he believed I was unaware that it was his birthday, I was already planning how to make that day special for him. I didn't intend to let that date go unnoticed.

I was determined to make that day a memorable moment for my son's father. Since early on, I had been organizing everything down to the smallest deta