Father Corta was there at that moment, and when he saw my discouragement, he asked the girl if Our Lady would return. She replied: - Yes, at 2:00 am or 2:30 am - Then the priest recommended that I return again later to talk about my son's case.

At the time that had been predicted, Mari-Loli was ecstatic again. She left her home and immediately joined Jacinta, who was also walking ecstatically along the way. Both presented the crucifix so that it could be kissed by all those who were present at that moment, but once again they passed me, and avoided my lips so that I could finally kiss the cross. And the worst was when they said to me as they walked that Our Lady had given them the answer in relation to my subject: - Our Lady gave me the answer, but I cannot tell you now, - said Mari-Loli.

This answer left me even further down. I didn't deserve this, I started to suspect, that my son was in a place ... that it would be better not to know. Even so, I still had the courage to question Mari-Loli whether Our Lady's answer was good or bad. She was evasive again: - I can't ... I can't - and the expression on her face was really impenetrable. Again, Father Corta tried again to help me. (He watched my desolate look, and he inevitably felt sorry for me.) He asked the girl: -Can you tell him tomorrow? -Loli shrugged his shoulders and just said, "Maybe."

On his first day in Garabandal, this really became a day of test and trial for Mercedes Salisachs, with a lot of suffering, humiliation, confusion and agony.

"When I woke up in the early hours of Sunday morning, I felt really bad about everything that had happened to me. Before I went to sleep, I was reviewing in detail all the phenomena I had witnessed the day before. I wanted to try with all this find any mistake or flaw that showed these events to be false, that is, that Garabandal was nothing more than mere superstition. But the more I analyzed all the details, the more certainty I had within me that everything was true, that everything was authentic. the only person who was in error and for that reason the crucifix was never given to me to kiss. "We don't know if Mercedes managed to sleep that night; but we know with all certainty that the next day, Holy Saturday, did not bring him any consolation. It was April 21, Holy Saturday. Liturgically, it is a day of some peace, of waiting and meditation. "Holy Saturday was no better. Despite the cordiality of the marquis and his wife, Father Corta, Father Valentine, the chief of police and the girls' mothers, the atmosphere in the village seemed hostile. I had no doubt that all this courtesy was due to the pity and isolation that Our Lady had sentenced me. I finally began to have the premonition that what was happening had something to do with the meaning of the days we were celebrating. Did all this have liturgical significance? I dared to think about it because it seemed to be too compelling on my part, but what was certain is that after feeling this premonition, the anxiety I had until that moment, I no longer had it, so I resolved to submit myself to God's will. That night, I had dinner early and alone at Ceferino's cafe.  

Then the chief of police took me to Conchita's house. Your mother politely welcomed me into your home and offered me a place near your daughter, Conchita. The heat of the burning fireplace was suffocating and my physical condition was getting worse with each passing hour. We talked about many things. The things that most impressed the girls was the naturalness they had in their daily lives. They accepted supernaturality with an unusual simplicity. For them, seeing Our Lady was a fact that was available to everyone and that is why everything that happened was normal for them. What cost them the most was watching most people's disbelief. People were always asking the same question: Do you believe? Are you really seeing Our Lady? When Conchita was ecstatic, I left the kitchen due to the extreme heat, but on the other hand I was also able to observe this phenomenon more closely. Because I went outside Conchita's house, I was able to see more closely what happened to a gentleman who was a newcomer to Garabandal, his name was Mándoli. Although he considered himself a man of faith, he did not believe in the apparitions. Then I saw Conchita address me and that man. Mr. Mándoli was beside me. Conchita went to that man to kiss the crucifix, but the man, perhaps because he was a little embarrassed by the situation, managed to evade giving the kiss to the crucifix. Conchita remained ecstatic with her head stretched back, making it impossible for her to see what was in front of her and who was in front of her. He persistently persuaded the man to kiss the cross. Mr. Mándoli admitted with emotion that he had asked Our Lady that if this were true, that Conchita would give him the kiss of the crucifix. Later, Conchita joined the other three visionary girls who were walking in ecstasy along the paths of the village. All four girls were clinging to each other's arms with impressive lightness. Behind, a crowd of people followed with flashlights to light the dark path. I remember reading that in other apparitions (Lourdes, Fátima), the visionaries remained very static. It seemed that this new attitude of moving a lot, had to do with the characteristics of the new times in which we all live. What the sighting girls showed us, was well adapted to our way of life. When these apparitions took place, everyone could follow very closely and participate. In the beginning, according to what the visionary girls said, Our Lady showed clear signs of wanting to approach all the spectators present, allowed them to ask questions, answer prayers, give articles to kiss ... However, she found at that moment I was very disconcerted by everything that was happening to me. So I decided that I was not going to ask any more questions on the subject, nor even wait for the slightest sign from the sighting girls. A woman from the village, following an old custom, started singing the rosary in the streets. Despite feeling quite exhausted, I felt compelled to follow them. The devotion that anyone felt in the atmosphere at that moment, was moving. Never in my life have I been able to experience Easter as fervent as this one! The night seemed to be getting clearer as the rosary progressed. We were in the third mystery when the unexpected happened. Someone in the crowd touches my shoulder lightly. As I turned back, I saw the Marquise de Santa Maria clinging to Mari-Loli's arm. She told me confidentially the following: - Mari-Loli says she has something to tell you. At that moment, I was confused. It did not occur to me what it was about, as I had already had enough disappointments, so I expected nothing. Apparently it concerned something that Our Lady had said to her yesterday, but with the condition to transmit this message only after the Easter Vigil. . Mari-Loli said: - Later, later I will tell you ..

I was intrigued, I didn't know what to say, but Rosário, the person who was always with me in the most difficult moments, intervened and said: - Not soon, you are going to tell this woman now. You will not let this woman worry any longer. 

Then Mari-Loli and I stayed apart from the rest of the group. I leaned over to her and she said it in a whisper in my ear, but in a clear voice:

-Our Lady said that her son was in heaven. 

What a magnificent experience I had at that moment. I can't describe what happened. Everything, absolutely everything was resolved in the best way. I just remember that I hugged Mari-Loli as if I were hugging my son. Later I found myself in Rosário's arms; she also cried with me and told me things that I couldn't understand. People were around me and in that crowd I remember seeing Father Valentín, Father Corta, Eduardo Santa Maria, the head of the civil guard ..... Everyone looked at me, astonished and happy. Conchita's mother also came to me and in the sense of wanting to help me she said: -Tell this lady that if she is crying because she did not receive the crucifix to kiss, let her not be disturbed, because all night long I also did not receive the crucifix. - This scene will forever be imprinted on my heart and I think it will never be erased. The rest of the rosary was prayed as ascending to heaven. I stayed with Rosario and Mari-Loli. Never in my life had it felt so safe and with an indescribable lightness. Still continuing to cry, we continue to pray the rosary, always walking until the early morning. I think I prayed more with my eyes than with my lips, since Mari-Loli was always repeating: -Don't cry, don't cry. But for me this was impossible, because I had so many reasons to cry!

I never needed a flashlight, nor did I ever look at the floor, since it was turned on and clinging to Mari-Loli's arm. I had never seen a sky as starry as that night. Around three in the morning, we all went to the cafe of Ceferino, father of Mari-Loli, to talk about everything we had witnessed on that memorable night. I was also able to observe that Rosario was whispering to Mari-Loli ... A little later, she came to me: -Mari Loli told me that the message she gave you is not complete, but once you started crying she could not continue to say the rest of the message. Then, the seer girl confided to me about what she had not yet said about the message, which made me even more perplexed