You can read below an excerpt of the first chapter: compare it with the video that I produced. In a few days publish some another taste in the hope that can become passionate about the story of Julia and Alexander, I'm curious to hear your impressions.
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Alessandro.
Today is the traditional day when you meet him in his half-Bari and I had to come across! For good measure.
seems to me that I have not noticed, are hidden from the pier, perhaps even a little 'disappointed.
I watch him carefully through furtive glances and mirrors.
God, because I want it so? Let me see to tempt me by chance, even in frustration, because I do not for me.
And if I did vote not to smoke, I would find under the tree?
fear and seeking his eyes, yet I know that if you notice, there would be moments of great embarrassment. Looming dilemma: healthy or unhealthy? Or wait for him I say hello?
A well regarded does not turn on my side with too much stubbornness, it means that, although I have noticed, is if nothing had happened.
- OK, scansiamoci well, if you want! - And I blend in with the furniture.
Although the outside world are indifferent as a dry stone wall, inside is mounting anxiety: I went into a trance, I have to control the movement and force myself to focus my thoughts, like I was drunk .
... Why, why must this be so? After so many years makes me feel like when I met him: in front of him, I never ceased to be thirteen.
Now I have this infatuation never bulging, prefigured (demonstrating short-sightedness) that would have weakened over time, but over the years has become a fixation and, inside of me, I guess the reason, a blend of imagination and pride.
is already difficult to be any women metabolize waste, the concept itself, the loved one suddenly become irrelevant and out from your circle of seduction and power, let alone a narcissus and overbearing like me! The fact that he is tired for the first offense of lese majesty.
And there's more: many occasions and never been in bed together!
" A practical grounding to that is hard to conclude its process for a hitch: "this is the term that is imposed in the flow of my thoughts, I have learned thanks to Daniel, when he talks about his work as mediator credit.
I assist with the explanation by his voice, like a video recording: "There are cases in which insist and persist and may even be counterproductive, as paradoxical as it is more convenient to give up: the money you cry, but you free to a bad debtor. To claim these credits that are in pain you shall bring forward more money in the best case scenario, not only spends much time, it was also forced to go to cause or initiate enforcement, with an extra cost, which end up exceeding the actual value percept. Ultimately, you go there to lose. "
I diligently memorized this lesson of banking, because I think it is tailored to all situations where you are at a stage of impasse, including the recovery of claims of love.
Also, I find so curious is that the same term used in banking and in the water, communicating to both, the idea of \u200b\u200ba motorcycle forcibly stopped.
Here, I imagine this: a boat aground on a sandbank, which yearns yearning for the open sea and sail to new horizons.
to proceed to sea, I should be able to cut that, in spite of myself, keeps me anchored, ie, hope to regain it, playing all the cards, primarily sexual.
Deep down in my mind is the conviction that sex would make a difference and now we would be happy together. Or maybe not.
This is the point: the lack of rebuttal feed the doubt and leaves me on hold, pending . I storm the spiral of "if" - If we had been together longer, so continuous, if we lived everyday ... -.
The course of history, by contrast, has been extremely uneven: a year for friendship, romance for a few months, sudden interruption lasted three seasons, fleeting flashback, the second violent separation and remoteness of some year. After that, we meet again (by chance) and began the series of shots at varying intervals. In addition, a report perpetually unresolved, with all the force of a charge to explode.
During the entire period of time, we were always in the balance between attraction and frost, so much so that the moments where we could stay together were very rare, brief episodes interspersed with whole month, where do you not hear the phone, or even years, as happened last time.
Enough. It is, of course, the time to put an end to this saga of the third order!
lingered, soon I'll see if it's still there. I finish the chocolate.
I turn around it is gone. Check the exterior of the window, no trace.
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