Pulling Strings Page #5

Come on!

It's because of your pants.

The flight to London.

- The flight to London.

- Over there.

Ana Belen de la Paula.

Hi, Paty.

Maria Fernandez, please.

Maria Fernandez, you're out.

Daddy.

Piojo!

- How did you go?

- Well, Dad...

- ... the teacher gave me a star.

- That's awesome, good for you.

Are you happy in here?

Yes, I don't need to dress

like an old lady.

Old lady?

Is not like that, it's a uniform.

Maria, could you set up the table?

Dinner is almost ready.

- Yes, Daddy.

- Thanks.

You made me my favorite, I can smell it.

Enchiladas for the queen of this house.

Yummy.

Thanks.

Here is your rival, Dad.

Your dad has no match.

Please. It must be something for...

...someone...

It's the blondie, Daddy, come!

Come, bro. Look what came from London.

Something has woken up in me.

Without even wanting it.

You healed up my heart.

I understood.

That life is like that.

And you are in every step.

In every dream.

Confirming it all.

And I'm on my way.

Finding my destiny.

I fall in love with you.

The hope comes back.

And I feel alive

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