Chapter 55

Giulio took photos of the wooden chairs in the place, and ordered iced tea while we shared a glazed donut.

"I love everything" he said, looking in various directions and focusing his lens on what seemed interesting to him.

I smiled at his enthusiasm.

Suddenly, as I was raising the glass of tea to my mouth, I saw that the new focus point of the camera was me. I looked up just as he was taking my photo.

“ Why do you have a purple lip? he asked me, examining the image he had just taken of me with his camera.

I averted my eyes and noticed a small sign announcing the sandwiches of the day.

"I fell" I lied. I let my fingers run over the material of the checkered tablecloth that covered our table and touched the synthetic fabric with minute attention. I went straight to the edge of the bathtub, it was three days ago.

He scrunched up his face.

Che Spavento! It must have been painful.

"Too much.

I did