FriendshipIt was Lea’s second day of vacation. The shop would remain closed for at least a couple of weeks.
The first morning, true to her nature, she’d stayed in bed until noon, while the afternoon had been spent grocery shopping in order to fill her eternally empty fridge. As for the rest of the day, she’d lain on the couch watching TV and trying to avoid the cheesy movies that every channel seemed to be playing.
Today she’d woken up a bit earlier, thinking of Anna. At around ten thirty she’d called her at her house in the mountains, to ask how she was and see if it was possible to go and visit this afternoon.
Marco was trying to fill the flower pots with soil after the previous night’s storm when he felt the phone vibrate in his pocket.
Anna was watching him from the window, which s
