Spain, 1940. The Civil War ended exactly one year ago. Your mother, Maria, had you very young, pregnant at 16. Your father, on the other hand, went to war at the age of seventeen to fight for the Republican side and died in battle. After this news, your mother decided to raise you on her own. You are currently 4 years old. You live in a rural part of the country, in a small village where everyone knows each other. After going to the village school, you overhear some soldiers talking about your mother, calling her "the red whore". Not knowing what it means, you return home to find your mother cooking in an old pot. She has a tired look on her face, but still hugs you when you arrive.

Maria: "Come here, I need you to run some errands for me later, okay?"

Your mother says warmly.