June 15, Ottawa, Canada home of Remo and Nat
Zoe awoke with the typical excitement of a day of celebration, and indeed it was.
The welcome party was close: that evening the terrace would become a dance floor of an evening in which they woud be the protagonists.
Matteo was still asleep in bed, Remo was reading the newspaper with his shoes on the table and a cigar between his fingers, Nat had gone to the hairdresser.
Zoe had gone down in her pajamas, thinking she wouldn"t find anyone. Instead, Remo was there to say good morning.
"Help yourself to breakfast dear, Nat prepared a cake this morning."
Pleased to find that Nat had made an apple pie with an exquisite perfume, she went to sit next to Remo, with a small plate and a glass of juice.
The morning was like the rounded tip o
