And this was a torment for Luis. There was no what did not get more coins. Seek by all sides and in all parts of your home, and find coins was difficult due to the precarious situation economic in that home. So much was his eagerness in searching, that exhaustion overcame him and up came to desist from the idea of taking a walk that day. But to see the passing of the hours and the arrival of the night, in addition to past its time to go to walk, Luis came go to his wife who ironing one of their shirts at that time, despojandose his pride and in a way more decent than in any of the other days to ask:-don’t have a dollar to me prestes? It ceased its work in for a second and somewhat surprised I watch it to the face staring, and then a pause and without saying anything, went to the site where it was his wallet, I take a dollar purse, give it to Luis and he returned again to his work without wield any word, movement or expression that could give rise to any thought of complacency or contradiction. Then Luis in an ironic Act and tone of mockery as a sign of their personality predictable, repost you: I hate you and then immediately went to find his lottery ticket.

They were eleven and fifteen of the night when Luis armchair came to listen to the radio the result of winning lottery numbers. Surprise that would leave him perplexed and without aires after comparing those numbers with your ticket, because he knew that he had become the winner of the night, the possessor of the Jackpot for a moment. What you untie the emotion and the cries which then were heard to the other room where it was Juliana, who prey to panic did not understand what was happening at that time until then he saw Luis jumping of joy by so much emotion overflowing.