Rather, story begun.. beginning.
I never felt something so meant for me, so purposely waiting for me to fill out my name, check my sex, and pencil my current address (there is no permanency in my location). Sure there were slots for other people, but one of the few had a reservation, a piece of paper taped to the front and back of the seat in the first row closest to the aisle, closest to the podium that read: Dahlia Bass.
Villa le Balze welcomes me with open arms and I'll bring a pen and paper to thank her. They will stand with her other housewarming gifts under the Tuscan sun.
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