He scratched his head. ranked awkward angle distribution guitar in Luxembourg: "I only know a few sad as this all alone, my life is like that." He reached down biting his lip. The air would shrink back, sitting beside her father consoling pat his shoulder. He looked up, suddenly saw her eyes, was now nestled behind the door looked up. She quickly turned to the kitchen startled, his face flushed.

The next afternoon, after completing the ledge outside her house to sit and watch the sunset coast. Sun and sea air as to make one. But this time she felt strangely comfortable, dropping into the realm of dreams, the soul a voice rang her book into reality:

- The sunset is beautiful huh!

Startled she turned around she exclaimed: "Ah, the guy holding the guitar yesterday." He grinned at her. An attractive smile intensity from the first meeting to the opposite. He walked over to sit down next to her and watch the sunset. Shortly after that day she knew that he was loved.