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“We should get out of the way,” Marco says He steps closer, putting out his arm as if to shieldjust an inch fro for?”

I show him my cellphone screen “This little restaurant Do you knohere it is?”

“Ah, Luccio’s Yes, I know it I go there often It’s just a couple of streets away”

I dropas ot totally lost”

Marco laughs lightly “Don’t worry,” he says “I’ll take you there Then you can’t possibly get lost again Deal?”

I’ain, but I nod and s him turn to lead the way

As we face towards the entrance to the street, where I just cairls at nearby storefronts turning quickly back to the wares in front of the to stare at Marco openly He gets a lot of attention – I can see that

But as we continue down the street, it’sif I’lance for any of them

Which is just great… but he probably still sees irl, and not a woy Italian girls with their bronzed skin and their short shorts, then ould he ever be interested in h the short journey to Luccio’s, wishing that she’d et herself even more lost If it had been a twenty-minute walk even ten! But it’s only fiveoutside the fas over the front , the name of the restaurant picked out in badly-faded letters after years of wear

I hesitate outside “Well, here it is,” I tell her “You nese The best in Italy, I swear to you Like nothing, you’ve eaten in the States It will ruin you forever”

Hannah laughs, but there is so hesitant about her as well “Thank you,” she says She keeps looking between the door andht?”