I was reclined in his lap watching the stars, and I asked: ¿What do you spect of the Universe?
- He looked at me like an adult looked at a child asking ephimeral questions.
suddenly he said: The universe will watch us live and die, but also will watch us come back to this earth in a diferent era, a diferent time, as always.
- I had to smile, not to cry. I knew he was right.