Real life can be very much like a movie. Sometimes, it even seems like time goes in slow motion. One of these cinematic moments is when two people start running from two different points to meet and hug. This was the bread and butter of every summer when vacations arrived in times before cell phones and summer friends could go months—the entire school year—without knowing anything about each other. This was the childhood and adolescence of María de la Paz Janer (Palma, 1966), who arrived in Llubí every August, dazzling everyone. Her friend, Maria Llompart, tells us this, as she recalls how they would run to hug each other. "You'll be friends," her aunt, who lived across the street from María de la Paz's godmother's house, told them. She wasn't wrong.