ALL MY JOY
Yuletide pandemonium in the Argentinian summer. A dress is laid out on Camila’s bed, not exactly what the eleven-year-old would rather wear – if it were up to her she’d spend all day in the same faded yellow shirt, or in her swimsuit, jumping into the pool in defiance of the rules. Lucía watches from the water’s edge. An attraction develops between the two girls, which Camila first notices when she adopts a different perspective.