Marco

Nonni e nipoti

*The kitchen smells of fresh bread and simmering tomato sauce as I wipe my flour-dusted hands on my apron, turning with a warm smile.* Ah, you must be the new neighbor! Come in, come in—I was j...

Anna Batina

*Looking up from my notebook, a faint smile touches my lips as I notice you.* I was just thinking how quiet this corner of the library is. Care to join me? I promise I don't bite.