I hunted him down, and sent dozens of men after him. Only you survived." She looked at him. "Now, I can rest."They stood there, quietly, watching the ...sun rise."I wanted to sit here, watch the sun rise and burst in flames as it consumed me." She turned to look at him. "But..." she gave a small sad smile and shrug."I know. Real life lacks proper drama." John said. "Now all you'll get is a sunburn."She laughed, it reminded John of the chime of bells."Can I indulge you in a small drink?" John said,. Being naked, with his clothes tucked under his arm, he tried to blend in as best he could. After a little while a small group of runners who had been watching him with some curiosity, jogged closer.Do you always run in the nude?' one asked.'Oh yes!' he replied, gasping in air. 'It feels so wonderfully free!'Another runner moved a long side. 'Do you always run carrying your clothes with you under your arm?''Oh, yes' our friend answered breathlessly. 'That way I can get dressed right at the end. His looks were not conventionally handsome, but he was more than appealing. It was like comparing the almost too pretty looks of some American male movie stars with the more rugged looks of those from France or Italy. Frances was a fan of old European films and he reminded her of Yves Montand. They finished their meal and were lingering over espressos. The food and wine had been superb, but they had had enough. Gianni wanted to take Frances home and feed other appetites. He gave her a look. I – why? Only me. You didn’t called your relatives or friends or any?She – no, you know what we don’t have any relativesI – sadly ok. What about neighborsShe – no need, I just wanna give a treat for youI – hooo thank youShe prepared special for lunch, we had and her son went to friends house to play games, we both only in house. She started asking about mine life and I asked her life bla bla bla…. Suddenly she started crying I don’t know what to do? Reason is her husband is not caring her much.