FUENTE

• ... my name is Francisco, but since I was a child they call me Panchito. I come from far away.

María de los Ángeles asks:

• And your mother, what's her name?

-Estela

When María de los Ángeles listens to Panchito's story, she is stunned to see that it coincides with the story that her father, Count La Palma, had told her. The name was the same as her son's and the name of the adoptive mother too.

María de los Ángeles exclaims:

• God, son!

She immediately approached and examined the back of the boy's ear. There, indeed, she found the mole in the form of a butterfly, the mark that corroborated her suspicion that Panchito was her son. She could not believe it, God had brought his son to her house. With tears in her eyes she embraced the boy.

Panchito did not understand anything, but he felt a beautiful feeling towards that lady he had just met. María de los Ángeles explained everything to him. From that moment mother and child, separated by ten years, be together and no longer separated.

Panchito stayed with his mother and his life changed from that moment. Maria de los Angeles told him in detail everything that happened and her father's deceit. Panchito understood everything and stayed with his mother, gave her love and affection. Three years later he had learned many things. He was very intelligent and with the help of the best private teachers that the mother hired for him he already knew how to play the piano and speak three different languages. He went to a prestigious academy where he was taught protocol, civility, good manners and everything the future Count of Las Palmas needed to know.

Panchito felt happy. He played the piano prodigiously and was recognized in the Spanish high society and in the great salons of the kings as a very talented pianist.

Over time Panchito, or, as he was now called, Count Francisco de La Palma de Mallorca decided, with his mother's permission, to visit the lady who had raised him. He brought her a basket of fruit.

The lady was a little sick. Panchito's words were:

-I bring this basket of fruit as a gift for the time when maybe you took care of me and I invite you to change your heart and be a better human being. Fill yourself with mercy.

He turned around and left. More never knew about her or her children. Panchito lived with his mother and married a royal girl. And this story came to a happy conclusion, with the advice that you never treat people badly because you do not know if you have a Count or a great pianist in front of you.

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