Flowers

They were strolling side by side along a busy little market street and Amalia was in awe of the bustling space. People ducking in and out of shops, vendors and customers haggling over prices and the laughter of children running through the alleyways, had Amalia’s head twisting, and turning to take it all in.

She stopped at a stall of flowers and grinned at Valerio, “how pretty! They’re similar to