Letters to Juliet

Chapter 1

"Hi, hi Bobby I got nothing but there are two more possible Robert beals so... wait I am getting another call but I'll ring straight back ok.

"Robert beal?... thank you so much for calling me back, do you remember where you were when you found out World War Two was over?... Times Square? I'm in Times Square right now! I really thought I would never find you! You saw the kiss? Was it spontaneous or was it staged? ... Your sure? Ok, thanks you have literally made my life a whole lot easier! Bye"

That was me. Doing my regular job as a fact checker for the New Yorker. As you can probably tell I live in New York and my life is pretty hectic but the that's great because I am not the kind of person to sit around and watch people live there own lives I want to live mine in the best possible way besides you only get one shot at it! So you have to make it good - take chances, follow dreams, engage in passions that's my view anyway some people are just to shy of the future I guess.

My fiancée has suddenly decided to open a restaurant - an Italian one. He is a pretty good chef and extremely passionate about his food and cooking they both are part of his life. Now he engages in his passions! Probably more than most people. The fact that he is Spanish must have a big effect on me because I just love his personality and his crazy little ways and maybe that makes us even closer ? But we are two totally different people although that makes me think because the expression used for magnets works on us - 'opposites attract' and we are certainly distinctive ! However I still wonder if we were made for each other. We are like a bomb. And one day there is gonna be an alarm. And when that alarm sounds... We will go boom! Explode! Erupt! And shatter... I hope that will never happen but it's always on the back of my mind ...