Mariposa Madrigal sprung out of bed. Today was the day, the day everyone had been waiting for since her birth. Today, she was finally of age and ready to receive her gift.

She tiptoed past her sleeping cousin as Casita slowly swung the door open. Just outside was her father, Bruno, beaming.

"Wondered when you'd be up," he said, "There's quite a few hours before the ceremony, what would you like to do?"

"Everything," replied Mariposa.

"Thought you might say that," Bruno replied, winking.