The moment he walked into the library, he had her attention. She had seen him a couple of times before. He would sit at a particular table and spend the next couple of hours reading the same book. One evening when he left the table for a brief moment, she walked by on the pretense… Read More Love at the Library
She sat at a small table outside of the local cafe set in the maze of streets near Piazza Antinori. One could get lost in Florence but won’t mind at all. It was a beautiful, bustling and exciting place. There was so much to see. Around her mingled the sound of dishes cutlery, the clink of glasses as people toasted each other and the voices and laughter of tourists and… Read More Florence
Notes to Women 