Carmen's view of the morning. Don't forget to read Fabio's side of the story in part 1.
Quiet nights of quiet stars, Quiet chords from my guitar, Floating on the silence that surrounds us. Quiet thoughts and quiet dreams, Quiet walks by quiet streams,
It couldn’t be called a love affair or love at first sight for, in truth, Pete had never even set eyes on the girl but he knew, beyond a glimmer of a doubt that he loved her.
The girl on the front page winked at me while people inside died to be free. While disease and disaster took their toll she showed her perfect teeth and laugh at it all.