I look at her. I see the anklet. She does not notice it immediately. Then she looks at me, she was a little annoyed by the expectation, and she observes me. With my gaze I go down from her eyes to the ankle. She does not understand immediately, then she lights up. I smile. He smiles. Both mine and his date are coming. We'll do it again, we'll both be back ...
La Moglie Offerta
