If I miss the platform, I'll end up in Rome, alone in the dusk, without a return ticket. If I miss my Great Uncle, I'll end up in a tiny Italian village, alone in the dusk, without a return ticket. I don't speak French. My Great Uncle doesn't speak English. Neither of us speak Italian. What could go wrong?....Continue Reading
A Collection of Kisses: Part 3
Nimbus of a Writer 