Dinner with Lorenzo was everything I expected it to be.
His witty character always entertains me, and Alessandro's scene is forgotten as the night progresses. He tells me stories about his past, how he grew up as a child. His mother was still alive, and Anna wasn't such a brat, which makes me think that perhaps, she isn't as young as I presumed. If Lorenzo is around thirty, then she must be twenty-five at least, which means she's older than me.
It's been a while since I've enjoyed a meal and I'm very grateful for his presence. Without him, I don't know what would become of me. He insisted that I have a starter, a main course, and then dessert. Everything was delicious, from the fried courgette salad to the tiramisu. I savored every bite. When it was time to leave, I felt sorry. Having
