amelia

five.

For Amelia, books were an exceptional wealth, which people did not take full advantage of. How many times was she found to become attached so strongly to a fictional character, that when the story ended, emotions swirled in her broken heart. He was certain that without her precious novels, the sad emotions she felt at the conclusion of the stories would settle in her fragile mind permanently.

In a wonderful book that Amelia had read long enough ago, Louis, a young market gardener, was surveying his fields of golden wheat. And then, between two chubby tufts of wheat, he found a poor young woman, lost in thought. Subsequently, fate operated its magic and the market gardener and his found married, never lacking happiness.

The memory of this story made her happy, the nostalgia for the happy days she spent reading was so good. After all, it was during one of these moments that she had met her dear stranger.

A thought suddenly slipped into her dazed mind from the wave of emotion she was feeling, the name of the man with the guitar was still unknown to her mind. Then an idea occurred to her. The names are only the representative of the imagination and exuberance of the parents, and frankly, they are not very representative of the being behind the name. The nicknames were much more representative of the true attributes of a loved one. Then, slowly, a nickname for the stranger appeared, Spe, which means hope in Latin. After all, it was the feeling that appeared most in the sight of this stranger.