... Her mind was swept by memories. The first time their eyes connected. Their first conversation inside the bookstore. How they shared their love for books. The first time they touched hands. The seasalt scent that emanated from his body. Everything was magical in that day. She left the bookstore with a rare copy of Pinnochio to give to her father. Pinnochio was one of Francesco´s favorite stories which reminded her of the store´s name: Geppeto. And like magic, there she was again. The golden rounded letters of the store´s sign in front of her. Her heart was pounding, she didn´t know what she would find when she entered that door...