Lucretia and Amanda worked in the infirmary before sitting in a corner and falling asleep for a few hours. Then, they worked some more, carrying bandages and medicine from one side to the other.
When they were done, they went back home and had breakfast.
«Do you think Renato is awake?» her mother asked.
«I don't know, mama.»
«You should bring him some food. And for the girl too!»
«Her name is Samantha.»
«Oh, what a nice name. I like it.»
Amanda rubbed her eyes and nodded. She also liked that name.
Lucretia listened to the conversation in silence, drinking from her bowl of soup and fuming inside. Yet, she tried to hide it.
It was not the right moment for her to complain about her unfair life.
«You girls should bring them some food. Samantha might have not had time to cook if she's taking care of Renato,» she continued.
«I don't think she knows how to cook at all, mama.»