“How do you know, poor fool? Perhaps out there, somewhere, someone is sighing for your absence’; and with this thought, my soul begins to breathe..” Petrarch: The Canzoniere, or Rerum vulgarium fragmenta

Red-haired woman had another brother who would do like this every morning.

This is the brother of the Red haired lady. He always wore striped shirts.

This is Girl’s Dad

A wise man also was a customer in that shop

One day she went to the cycle shop to meet him. She had an idea …