THE GUEST HOUSE, SICILY
Sleep was even a long way away as their conversation filled the dim-lit dining space. The rain was still dancing about a slow rhythmic tango of sorts, as they held each other settling themselves onto their sofa, both of them sipping wine from the same glass.
He then cleared his throat and said, "Hey, get me a glass of water. Water!" Aaradhya stood up while grumbling and complied.
As she placed the glass on the table, he asked, "how did you manage everything after my operation?"
"What?" Aaradhya asked with confused eyes.
Marco shook his head in disappointment and asked, "how did you manage to have Sabina? Pay hospital expenses, and get a job?"
"When I left you behind. It was like a piece of me was taken away from me. I didn't have much but few connections and
