A latino boy with big Brown eyes was hugging his twin sister, scared and helpless, while they were waiting for her mother, lying on the kitchen floor, to wake up. She was unconscious, an entire day and it was Christmas, the twins only wanted a "Merry Christmas" from her.
Their mother had left them three days ago but returned the day before, when Jesus went to tell her to give them food the boyfriend of their mother hit him on the face but Jesus didn't cry, just crawled to his sister Mariana who was crying. Jesus kiss her on the cheek and told her: -Came here Mariana, I'm going to give us food.
Jesus pulled a chair to the counter, told Mariana to hold the chair legs, he climbed onto the counter and opened the drawers, in the last one he found some biscuits and less than half a loaf –Mariana, coge esto (take this) –Mariana took what her brother was giving her, let everything on the floor and helped him off the chair. They sit down behind the dinner table sharing what they had but Jesus let four cookies and a bit of bread knowing that their mother was not going to give them anything to eat.
-Jesus, mommy doesn't love us?
-I don't know Mariana, I think she likes those things more than us but we are together and would never be apart. We love each other, that's the important thing.
-But…are not moms supposed to love their children?
-Mariana, no importa –in that moment Jesus heard someone approaching the kitchen so he covered his sister's mouth with his little hand. He watch Ana's boyfriend opened the fridge and pulled food, enough for Mariana and him. Ana woke up and started having a fight, then it was silence again so Jesus and Mariana went to the living room where their mother was sitting in the sofa in shock with drugs on the table. Jesus knew the name because he had hear it in the adults conversations.
Mariana, slowly, approached her mother and hugged her but Ana didn't respond to her. So both of them returned to the kitchen and started eating food from the fridge. Jesus put some music on for Mariana who always danced but this time she didn't dance or sing so her brother went to their room and took mama's old t-shirt that Mariana always wear. Both of them danced, allowing themselves a piece of happiness in the midst of all this horror.
But suddenly their mom came in and turn the music off and grab a bottle of vodka, later she fell to the floor, unconscious and so on a day later. Ana's boyfriend wake her up with punches and kicks, they started a fight. The kids ran to their room, crying. After waiting for hours their mom opened the door, hugged them and kissed them. –My little Jesus and sweet Mariana, Merry Christmas. I'm going last minute shopping but I would be back soon."
She never came back, five days later the four years old kids spent their fourth Christmas without a family, sad and missing their mother. They didn't have anything to eat or drink.
-Jesus, I'm hungry.
-I know Mari, I don't know what to do to protect you.
-We ask for help?
They do that, took to the street for the first time in a long period of time. They went to their neighbor's home, knocking the door and that was when the journey to happiness began for this twins.