An afternoon togetherThe following afternoon, Andrea borrowed his mother’s red Panda. He was supposed to meet Alessia in the small square just past the bridge over the Monticano river.
He sat behind the wheel feeling a bit insecure: he’d gotten his driver’s license the previous summer and he’d passed the written test with no trouble at all, thanks to his excellent memory. As far as the driving test itself was concerned, though, it had been more difficult: he’d needed more than 15 lessons with the instructor and many more with Anna before he felt confident enough to face it.
After he’d gotten his license, then, he hadn’t had many chances to practice, and now he almost regretted his promise to take Alessia to the lake.
Andrea turned on the engine, put in the first gear and made his way to
