Norma Jean - Sometimes Its Our Mistakes That Make For The Greatest Ideas

She was on the beat. We had lunch outside, and the full moon obligingly shone on the sea before our eyes. Nature itself, as if adjusting herself to such an occasion, created a wonderful decoration. The scene was bordered by two tall black cypresses, and our terrace was surrounded on all sides by flowering orange trees that exuded a heady aroma. The air was motionless, and the candles on the table burned smoothly and softly. Lighting was most suitable for La Falterone. She sat between us, eating with appetite, fully approved of champagne and experienced true pleasure. She cast a glance at the moon. A wide silver track glittered at sea.