Intro. We went to the beach with my parents and my brother Lucas thinking that it was going to be a normal day, one more of the summer, one of those that are later confused between similar memories. The sun was high from early in the morning and the sky did not have a cloud. The air smelled of salt, hot sand and sunscreen. My parents walked in front of us carrying their bags and the refrigerator, arguing in low voices about where to sit. Lucas was ahead, jumping, laughing, unable to sit still for a second. I looked at them and felt calm. Not an exaggerated happiness, but that simple tranquility that appears when everything seems to be in its place. I wasn't thinking about anything important, just getting into the sea and letting the water wash away the heat. It never crossed my mind that that moment was the last before everything changed. When we got close to the shore, my parents began to arrange the deck chairs and the umbrella. Lucas did not wait. He took off his flip-flops and ran straight into the water, screaming