It all started when in one way or another I went to give at my grandfather's house, at that moment I met one of my uncles. Uncle Luis routinely spent since the morning sitting in the room solving some mathematical exercise, because he gave private classes and performed directed tasks.

There I was with him, talking about some news published in the newspaper of the day and about some observation he made to the students who visit him. A glass of coffee with milk offers me bread, this he does always when I come to visit him, regardless of the time "I perennially kept a little for myself"..

He sends me to buy a litre of milk for my grandfather's dinner. After returning from the bakery we prepare to watch the sports programs on television to know the results of the baseball and soccer games until lunch time. After lunch a student arrives to ask for an hour of classes, he kindly accepts to review the exercises and proceeds to explain calmly to him.

A slight silence invades my mind and in a blink of an eye I find myself in my bed, awake. Have I lived a parallel day or is it my need to return to enjoy a moment with him and that's why I had that dream, because uncle is 9 years old and has left this life and it is impossible for him to come to life again. Maybe it wasn't real but I felt an enormous sensation when I saw it again as a passing cloud or a shooting star, everything was fast but unforgettable what I experienced in the early hours of today.