The bride of tuscanyThe tall man sits at the head of the table, drinking his wine like its the last liquids on earth. His suit is perfect and attached to his flesh, like a very comfortable sock that fits perfect on your own foot. Looking at his glass of wine, he starts to smile.
"Oh my perfection, how you drive me to death." He sits there with the happiness of a newly engaged man. Sitting on top of the world in his castle of Tuscany. As he ends his sentence, his butler walks in.
"Excuse me sir is there anything else I can do for you?"
"There is only one more thing you can do before you leave my good friend."
"Take the car in the garage and drive it to the location on this map." The butler opens the map, slowly as an antique paper it was.
"Is that all sir?"
"Yes that is everything, I bid you farewell my friend for I may never see you again." The man starts to walk to the door. Before he leaves the butler says some final words;
"Sir!" He pauses and stops dead in his tracks. "It has been an honor to s