My daughter convinced me to go on vacation to the seaside: “All inclusive, Mom, you won’t have to do a thing.” I paid for the tickets myself. Upon arrival, I discovered I’d be staying with my grandchildren, while she and my son-in-law would be in a different building.

I stood nearby, clapping and smiling at the children.

When the music completely absorbed them, I decided to go to the bar for some water.

The bar was circular and surrounded by bougainvillea. Tourists occupied tables, soft music played, and the air was filled with the aromas of coffee, citrus, and sea breeze.

I was about to go back when I heard a familiar voice.

Anna and David were sitting on the other side of the column. They didn’t notice my presence.

“Do you think she doesn’t notice anything?” David asked. “Your mother walks around here like a shadow.”