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What he is doing there? How did he know where she was? She knew that Italy was his favorite place, but he always went to there alone, for business...was what he used to say to her. She was very confused.

Again she felt so weak in the presence of her husband. She doesn't know why, but he always makes her fell like that.
She thinks about what he did...about what she wants...She starts to cry.

She had her mind set. She wanted to go to Murano as soon as she could. She went back to the hotel, asked for her check-out and informations on how to get to Murano, while she was talking with the concierge man, somebody touched her shoulders.
When she turned around, she saw her husband. She felt mad and happy at the same time. She was mad at him for everything, but at the same time, he was her companion for all these years. She couldn't avoid missing that. He hugged her. It was comfortable to be in his arms again. He wanted to talk and asked for them to go to her bedroom. She wanted to leave to Murano, but what if he had something nice to say? Suddenly, her future was lost in her past and she didn't know which way to go.

She can't believe that!!! All these years!!! She felt very nostalgic and started to remember the first time when they met...She was a beautiful young girl, with dreams and a lot of things to learn.
But the only thing that she wants now is to find him before is too late. They aren't young any more.

... A young man approached her, asking in Italian, if he could be of any help. She excused herself saying that she didn't speak the language. The manager came to help them. He spoke a little bit of English. She told him that she was looking for an old friend and showed him Francesco's picture. The manager recognized the man in the picture. "He was the first owner's son" , the manager said. "After his father died, he sold the bookstore to my uncle and left". "He was very lonely, that man... It is said that one day he met his twin soul and then she dissapeared...". The manager stops the sentence in the middle and takes a good look at her, we can see a little smile in his face. "Mister, do you know where I can find him? ", she asks. "It is said that he went to Murano Island to become a glassmaker"... She left the bookstore in a hurry...

She took the first steps inside the store and noticed that just a few thinks had changed.
Now the bookstore has computers, more comfortable sofas. In the back of the first room there is a small and very charming coffee shop. And even thou she felt everything very familiar and her eyes filled with tears. She felt very connected with the place.

... 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...

Next thing, she is in Venice wondering around trying to find something that would bring Francesco back to her life. She met him on a trip she did with her parents a little before her wedding. Francesco could have changed her whole life, but she didn't have the courage. When they first met, they were clearly atracted for each other, but she couldn't allow herself to get involved. She was already engaged. 

Now, she was trying to find the little bookstore he used to have. She met him while looking for books on his store. Her father came from an Italian family and she wanted to give him a book in Italian. That´s how their conversation started, but it went way further. 

It is hard to believe...this happened more than 20 years ago and still very fresh in her memories. Now it is in her hands..It is her choice.. let go one more time or finally try to find her true love before is too late. She is much more mature now but the dream to find her real love, the one that made she feel thinks that she never felt again, still alive. She can't have any doubt at this time, because doubts just make her stop. But it is hard for her...she afraid that it is just one more fantasy created by her imagination...what is real? Is it just her imagination? Is she crazy? She really had this love in her life?

... At that time, she made a decision. She would find the man she really loved. She needed to know for sure what was happening inside her. He was her first love in her youth, she met him when traveling with her parents in Italy before she was married. She never spoke of him to anybody. The only object she kept that could help her in her quest was an old black and white picture of him signed "Love, Francesco - Venice"...

The wind was a bit chilly this early in the morning, but it felt good as it caressed her face.
She sat at the edge of the pier on their winter house up in the Colorado mountains, the water reflected the multicolor leaves indicating the changing of the season.

She decided to leave. Finally she had the courage to look to herself and see the truth. She knows that she was not young anymore, but she felt as she was 18 again. Some strange power took over her. The kids were grow ups. They were living there lives. She was the only one who didn't have a life to live, but now will be different. For years she was waiting for this moment. Freedom!!!

... That night, they experienced one of their most passionate night in years! They made love all night. She, in a strange way, was feeling free after knowing about her husband´s affair. She felt that she was able to love again. In the morning, he wakes up and finds the bed empty with a red rose on the pillow. She was nowhere to be found...

This July was their 49th Anniversary. She was always the perfect wife that any man would love to have. The house was always shinning, dinner was well served every night. She was always smiling and looking good. She was loving and passionate to her family.
Tonight, one of his co-workers revealed to her what she never suspected. He had an affair for 4 years. She was the one that always loved another man, but never allowed anything to happen out of her marriage.
After dinner, he walked to his room and she was waiting for him...

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