Chapter 41: “I believe I can fly. I know I can face the world. I won’t hide anymore. My Eyes Are Wide Open.
~Adriana Dostovsky~
Back in Tuscany, Luca and I head toward his olive tree. He wants to add the cork from the last bottle of wine the family shared during Simona’s parting ceremony. I also have a special treat to give him, the cork from a bottle of Stoli Vanil, a Russian wine I confiscated from Mother’s collection.
“Now you have a piece of me in there, too.” I give him the fish pout as I hand over the cork and he gives me a big, warm Luca smile.
“How did I get lucky enough to have a goddess caring for me?”
Caring for you, he says. I love this man with all of my heart, with every fiber inside of me, and will do so for the rest of my life. “I guess Aphrodite must’ve been smiling d
