Arch Pain In Figure Skates

52: A bit 'of perfume and ... happiness

- "Look how they come up, Ale."

He looks up, to follow the finger of her, who wants to show him something over their heads.

This is a wheel, running fast.

So far nothing strange: the problem is that, in turn that wheel, there are so many people.

human as you and him.

Someone, maybe even in love like them.

Coppiette who chose to express their love in a certain way.

One way that, for him, it's crazy.

This makes him an idea.

While continuing to watch, horrified, the figures of those people who move fast being seated on the giant wheel that turns up, in what appears to be one of the most popular attractions of the carousel where they are, and while at the same time, it also reflects on the situation superficially, on the succession of facts and events that led them to stand a few minutes there on that bench, they who had come here in this tournament, to deal with simple things, for everyone as target practice for a small gain, cute, teddy bear which is already owned hundreds of individuals at home, he remembered to ask her, his beloved (now can not help but think, see, images, known, and much more, in this way), a simple question.

- "Tell me something ..." he began, with his increasingly frightened expression, typical of someone who has never quite sure of the reaction than the other, his interlocutor, might have to his words, "tell me, But you think that ours is a love ... you know ... crazy? "

-" Mad? ", she says, expressing amazement.

He's still thinking about when, a few days before, had paused a little before the door of that room, and they had kissed, because that was the right time to do so.

Once inside the room we had entered in earnest, and had done so many good things.

As an example, again put into question, ordering food at all unusual, things that had never before experienced.

All this just to improvise.

And that experience seemed quite neutral to both.

But you could judge, effectively, folly?

I had talked so much that day, standing on their tables eating, feeling that every moment of what they were doing was not only confirm the idea that, together, had become of their love.

But, apparently, this still was not enough.

And he goes back to her that question, now, because there is no better confirmation, to love, a healthy debate in a nice emotional moment of relaxation.