He estimated my look, doubtful. I lifted my hand and make the promise sign. He looked down for a moment. When it was returned to me, the face became more serious.
"Okay. But I won't be there at five, just go home. It can be opened."
"No! You need to return it now, Rustov. Be there at four or else ..."
The corner of his lip lifted at my threat. He looked humored by it for some reason.
"Alright. I'll try. I'm going in."
I nodded. I waved and turned my back on him. I'm glad Daddy didn't lose his gift handkerchief. I was so worried the whole morning. That's why when I arrived at the bistro, I eagerly confronted Enzo.
He was talking to a man on his age when I arrived. I went on my usual spot. And of course, the owner himself approached me.
"You're lively now, ah? Your lover answered you something?"
I smirked sarcastically.
"You think a boy could make me happy that way? No, Enzo. Don't expect me to do such a thing."
"So, what? You plan to grow old maiden?"
I could not answer.
