At my wedding, I saw my father-in-law put something in my champagne glass… so I switched glasses and smiled.

make sense. In yours? Are you saying my father tried…?”

He lost the courage to finish the sentence.
“Yes,” I replied. “I’m saying exactly that.”

Emiliano stood up abruptly.
“That’s impossible!”

“Impossible?” I took a step toward him. “More impossible than seeing it with my own eyes? More impossible than hearing him tell me that in his family they prefer continue reading …