And now, in **2026 — 47 years later — no one could imagine the incredible surprise that fate had prepared for them

And although each one built his own life, they never stopped calling Richard **Dad.

Every Christmas.

Every birthday.

Every important moment.

There was always a call.

Always a visit.

Always a letter.

But that spring day of **2026** seemed to be a normal day.

Ricardo didn’t expect anything special.

Until he heard a sound outside.

Lots of engines.

He slowly stood up and looked out the window.

A car.

Then another.

And another one.