José is running up the stairs. He looks up with a worried face when I call his name.
“I am Cinderella!”
“I only have one shoe, I’m Cinderella!”
I look at his feet. He is wearing both shoes.
“I went to the dance hall, there was only one shoe. I don’t know what happened. I hope it’s here, otherwise I’m Cinderella.”
He hurries down the hall towards his apartment.