She was sewing some socks to her nephews in the front garden when he arrived. Both knew it was love. He, as always, brought her a toy from his store and asked her about the day; her mom used to spend those afternoons with them and wanted them to get married very soon, because she knew her daughter disappointment with love. But the girl - oh! - she did not want to get rid of the loneliness that had already become a part of her. He proposed to her that very afternoon and - not to our surprise - she said "no". The man, feeling the weight of the world on his shoulders, decided to end his ordinary life. In response to his suicide, she burned her right hand in the fire and, until today, she uses a black glove tho show her widowhood: he was her last love.