"Here we are ...." Marco said as he steered the car towards the park. I looked at him from where I was sitting. He looked back at me, a small smile on his lips.
"What place is this?" I asked, feeling quite curious.
Marco's smile seemed to grow more enthusiastic. "It's my favorite place in the whole world. Want to come in?" he asked as he opened my door.
I nodded, infected by his enthusiasm.
"Come on, then." He extended his hand to me, which I gladly took.
I stared at him for quite a while, unconsciously showing him a hesitant face.
"Wonder what's wrong?" he asked.
I shrugged my shoulders. "Nothing... it's just that I think the words "your favorite place" and "park" are not something that can be combined."
My heart throbbed as he laughed very softly. "Trust me ...."
As we walked to
