Carmen´s eyes are full of tears :” I don´t want to talk about it,not now.I came here because I need to begin a new life, I need a little fresh air..”

Cristian takes her hands :” Girl I want to help you.I believe that coming here is the best for you. O.K, do you believe that you would be able to begin work this same night? If this is too fast,just tell me”.

Carmen dries her tears and tries to smile:” Tonight is ok for my.You know what people says,´Work is a good way to forget´.My mother is always saying that..” They stay sitting there..talking _They have a lot to tell each other.

Somewere in Boston.

Shane gets out the cab, looks the paper in her right hand :”It´s here”.

It is a neighborhood in the suburbs; with a traditional house. A woman is pruning shrubs in her garden.Shane takes off her glasses and takes a deep breath.She walks toward the woman. .The woman sees her,she stands up and waits expectanly. Now they are face to face.

Woman:”Shane?….Are you? …Yes you are …your eyes”.

Shane just looks at her and doesn´t say a word.Thinking ,”Here she is, my mother… She is a little diferent,older.She has my eyes “.

” You remember me?”She says aloud,smiling.

Shane´s mother: “Yes ….. Ilive with lots of memories”She opens the door of her house.: “Do you want come in ?”

It is a pretty house, warm, but there is loneliness in every corner .Her mother goes directly to the kitchen;Shane follows her

Shane´s mother:”Would you like some coffee, tea,or something to drink?”

Shane: “Coffee is ok for me”.

Shane´s mother:”Please takes a seat “. She prepares coffee, serves it,and takes a seat opposite Shane.They look at each other momentarily but immediately avert their gaze.Her mother is another person;she isn´t the mother of her memories.The woman she remembered was confused, she didt´t worry about her life or the live of her childrens.But this woman so peaceful,composed, sure of herself,strong.She don´t seem to be the same .They sit in silence.

Shane´s mother:”You look a little like me, but you have your father´s mannerisms. … I can see someGabriel´s gestures .Do you know him?”

Shane:”I knew him some months ago.He was who gave me your adress.”