“R sat on the carpet beside the bed, just as he had seen him the night of the storm than a year earlier life had changed them both. He gasped and stared, motionless, as if in summer he lies in the sun on the deck, wrapped in heat. ”
Sitting in a cafe one afternoon in early summer, Fer and his mother, Amalia, wait for a call that never comes. During the following hours, Fer will do...