04-23-2008, 10:57 PM
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The fates and furies were kind, and Giuseppe found Maria seated on the shoreline. Her loveliness in the morning light did some serious damage to the strength of his resolve. He strode forward though, with much the same expression as one facing the dentist. He'd feel so much better once the rotten tooth was removed, but going through the process was hell on earth. Giu sighed and winced.[/html]
He sat down opposite to his wife, but close enough that he could take her hand in his. The action was awkward - the picture of someone attempting tenderness who wasn't quite used to it and wasn't quite sure how best to approach it. "Dobbiamo parlare." His voice was quiet, but tempered with steel. He had questions that needed answering, and prayed the answers were of the variety he wanted to hear.