She didn't have any big wishes, she just wanted to live in a small town, have a cute little electric donkey, and have a warm courtyard. When the setting sun slanted on the vines on the low wall, she would ride her car through the streets and alleys, and ride leisurely towards the yard where the aroma of food would overflow as soon as she opened the door. She also thought about one lazy weekend, when she was nestled in his arms, and they sank into the soft hanging chair on the balcony together. The sunshine made the coffee smell better. But...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
