things and laughed until their sides hurt. The friendliness of the staff and atmosphere of the café; the great aroma and taste of the rich coffee; the delicious food and their incredible love for each other, all blended together for what could be considered no less than a perfect early day.
After breakfast they had continued walking, sometimes stopping to shop at various specialty shops or antique stores they had found along the way. Everything seemed magically perfect that day. It was impulsive, unplanned and yet it all occurred as if in accordance with some design. It was as though nothing they did that day could possibly go wrong. They did not have lunch; but instead had snacked at a couple of street-side-food-vendors. In the early afternoon they came upon an old, quite charming, used book store and ended up spending the rest of the daylight hours there. They eventually found a few books each; purchased and read them together, conversing intermittently.
Later, when the sun had set and the city lights shined bright, they had found a comfortably quaint and not-too-expensive restaurant and had another unforgettable meal. Following that, they had caught a play called “Fire-Water”, which had the most innovative music along with a completely unusual but intriguing plot. It was the story of an Indian woman who saved her tribe from the many vices of the arriving European civilization by educating them about what she had seen happen to tribes further east. They had enjoyed the play very much.
Returning home following the play they had lain together talking for some hours. And he would never forget what they had said to each other just before falling asleep in each others arms: “You are my reward in life,”
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