My Lady
IT WAS NOISY inside, and almost everyone is also busy. But it is still inevitable that some will stop working when they notice our presence.
Franco walked away for a moment to talk to some staff. I just watched him as he spoke.
He also glances at me from time to time. His eyes were deep and burning as if he had so much to say. I can t help but wonder why Fontanilla is his last name when Lawrence is Saavedra. I don t know what s the real story behind it. So far, I am not in a position to ask.
I straightened up when I noticed Franco approaching me again.
"Would you like to go for a walk?"
I agreed to his offer. We walked until we reached the banana farm.
Franco inspected the trays of only ripe bananas before taking one to peel.
"Taste it. That s one of the sweetest fruits here in San Felipe."
I took a small bite. I was no longer surprised by its sweetness and softness. Suddenly I wanted to take a pick for Clarence.
"Are you