Every year, in the summer, my dad's friend and his wife come to our country house. Only on this day there is turmoil and confusion in the house, everyone is getting ready for the arrival, mom is cooking dinner, dad is cleaning the garage, I am cleaning the other rooms. Closer to the evening, a black Mercedes finally drives up to the house. He and his petite, beautiful wife get out of the car, of course I go to meet them

he smiles at me

"Well, look how you've grown"