<This story is not a typical love story,.. It shows that LOVE is really INFINITE. <3 I hope you'll like it >
Casts:
Stephanie
Chloe (her maid)
Michael Angelo
Kit (his friend)
Setting:
A park in madrid
Time:
The present
Prologue:
One sunny morning in a well-structured park in Madrid, a bench at right, Dona Stephanie: a white-haired old lady of about 58, refined in appearance, with a bright eyes and an entire manner that shows that despite of her age - with mental faculties and unimpaired - she still treasures what she had experienced.
Scene 1: At the Park
Stephanie: I am so glad to be here. I thought that this seat would be occupied. What a beautiful morning!
Chloe: The sun shines so bright, isn't it?
Stephanie: Yes, it is. Oh, I feel more tired today than usual. (She noticed that Chloe seems bored). Go, if you wish to chat with somebody else.
Chloe: But......Is it ok to you?
Stephanie: Of course! You are only 20 years old, right?
Chloe: Yes, Madam.
Stephanie: It seems that you should have found someone who will fulfill your happiness. You can go anywhere but make sure to come back early.
Chloe: (While smiling to Stephanie) Thank you, Madam!
Stephanie: Wait a moment!
Chloe: What is it Madam?
Stephanie: Give me the bread crumbs.
Chloe: (Thinking where she left it) I forgot where I left it. I'll just buy new bread crumbs for you.
Stephanie: (She smiles at Chloe) Your head is where your heart is.
Chloe: (After a moment of buying new bread crumbs) Here, Madam. (She gave the bread crumbs to Madam, then went to some place).
Stephanie: Thank You! (She noticed that the birds are flying toward on her). Here are they! I really love birds. (She talks to the birds while feeding them). When I was young, I wish to fly high; to experience the beauty of the sky, but those are only part of my broad imagination.
Scene 2: A stranger
Don Michael Angelo and Kit entered from a certain part of the park. Don Michael is an old gentleman of about 68, an impatient person. He is walking with his friend whom he treated as his son - Kit.
Don Michael: Where should I sit?
Kit: You can sit here, Sir. There is only a lady. (Madam Stephanie turns her head and listens).
Don Michael: I won't Kit. I want a bench for myself.
Kit: But I guess all the benches here are occupied already.
