Camila took Joe in her arms and sat on the wicker chair in the balcony, hoping to get some sunshine while it was around.

The autumn sun was perfect. It was warm, but not too much that it stung the skin.

“Mommy..." Joe babbled as he laid his head on his mother's chest. Camila gazed down at him tenderly and picked up his hand, pressing a kiss against his stubby little fingers.

All of a sudden, she heard the sound of something crashing from the first floor, followed by screaming.

Camila hiked Joe tighter against her chest and walked over to the top of the stairs. "What-"