By Marine Pintena
My friend’s grandparents celebrated their 65th anniversary while we were in Australia. She was really sad not to be with them for this important date. So that day, she decided to share with me their love story. It was her way to celebrate it.
She told me that when she was sleeping at her grandparents she would always ask her grandpa Matteo to tell her this story. He would tuck her in the bed, shut the blinds and sit next to her. “Once upon a time, in the town of Nice, took place a ball…” this is how the story would always start, as a fairy tale. It was actually Lorene’s favourite. She loved the passion Matteo would put in the story, and all the details he included. Details make stories more real. So real that she could here the music, and see the skirts dancing.