Broken Hearts On Boulevard Unirii novel Chapter 43

Everyone broke out in laughter.

"It's his job. Had he been a dentist he would look into her mouth," and once again everybody burst out laughing.

"We are going to need two big vehicles. Angelo's jeep plus a van that can take six passengers and luggage," I said.

"Perfetto. That being the case, we can leave the day after tomorrow early in the morning," Angelo said.

"That's right. We meet the day after tomorrow at Angelo's house," I agreed.

"What do we do tomorrow?" somebody asked.

"Tomorrow is a day off. Perhaps we will meet tomorrow evening at The White Horse and have some delicious ribs," I suggested.

"Good, we'll speak tomorrow."

We each went our own way. I took a taxi and went to my apartment. On the way, I sent Oana a text message telling her to come to my apartment.

The next morning when I woke up, Oana was still asleep. She woke up a minute later and said to me, "I am free today, I took a day off."

"I'd love to stay but I have to take care of some things, and you'll need to prepare your passport for the trip andget a suitcase that is not too large. We're probably going out together this evening for dinner. When you are ready to leave, just slam the door behind you. By the way, I made sure there is coffee in the cupboard."

I left the apartment and took a taxi to Cismigiu Park. On the way I called Dorina and told her to meet me there.

Since Dorina was not there yet, I went into the beautiful park and sat down on a bench from which I was able to see the entrance to the building. Morning joggers and walkers passed by, as well as women pushing carriages or carrying their babies in slings. Some greeted me with "good morning" in Romanian.

About half an hour later, Dorina arrived. I got up from the bench and waved to her to join me in the park. She came towards me and sat down beside me.

She excused herself and said, "I'm sorry I am a bit late, but there was a lot of traffic."

"It is really nice just sitting here and watching the people as they pass by," I replied.

"Are we going up to the apartment," she asked, getting straight to business.

"What's the rush? There is plenty of time," I responded.

"Did you want to talk to me about something else?" she asked.

I hugged her and held her close. She laid her head on my shoulder but didn't calm down. She just continued to cry. I let her remain like that, so as not to make the situation worse.

After a while she calmed down and awkwardly said, "I am so sorry. I don't know what came over me."

"Dorina, in my eyes you are very special. It is not every day that one meets an intelligent and unique young woman such as you. I understand you have principles, and therefore I will not pressure you. I am prepared for you to accompany me to Bulgaria without any commitment from you to sleep with me. I will not try to persuade you otherwise," I told her.

"I am sorry, but I can't come," she answered.

"So you understand that I will be taking Oana with me," I said.

"By all means, take Oana. She is a great girl and is certainly in love with you," she replied.

I didn't comment.

We got off the bench and went to my third-floor apartment. The old lady who lived next door came out to greet us as soon as she heard us coming up the stairs.

The apartment was magnificently renovated; a real masterpiece. The floor tiles were cut at an angle and laid in alternating colors of ivory and light brown. It reminded me a little of the floor in the Caffé dei Costanti in Arezzo. I smiled to myself and said to her, "You did a fantastic job, my dear. You will get a bonus for this."