FREE TIME

They sometimes came here when he had free time.
She played with the children, he was busy with his laptop.
Few minutes would have been sufficient, but he forgot to watch his own kids growing; he forgot to look at his wife smile.

(The Olive Tree Tales)

NORTHERN HAIR

It was one of these hot sunny days when the nature is flourishing and the wheat is as blond as northern hair.
Unexpectedly a scented refreshing wind started to blow.
I had the impression that the long fingers of God were softly caressing the Man´s head.

(The Olive Tree Tales)

THE TRUTH

He was often sitting here waiting for the people coming back from the Church.
He used to shout at them the truth. They laughed and moved on considering him a fool.
When he died nobody went at the funeral but the following morning his grave was covered with flowers.
Later, I heard someone speak about him as a wise man.

(The Olive Tree Tales)

AFTER THE SUNSET

You could see it in their eyes, in their gestures, that they loved each other.
They always met here just after the sunset.
How they acted, what they said, all their trouble... I would have compared them to Romeo and Juliet if they only had not been two boys.

(The Olive Tree Tales)

THE SPARROW

It was rainy and cold.
The little boy arrived here barefoot; his clothes were light, his face dirty with old tears.
He looked like a frightened sparrow. I wish of the sparrow he had the feathers: they might have kept him warm.
He sat to rest. Forever.

(The Olive Tree Tales)

WALKING AWAY

He turned and walked away.
Even though her eyes were full with tears, she was smiling.
He´ll never know what he missed.
He didn´t see her hand gently caressing her belly.

(The Olive Tree Tales)