[Poggio]

Stuffed the professor and Zosa moved back to the bed for another night of story time and holding each other. The professor could not sleep. The slumbering body beneath him felt more tense then it should have been, and once the rays of the sun peeked into the small windows, he slipped out of the arms and into the dirt of his plants. It seemed they only stayed in the little abode for nearly 2 more weeks. Enough time to devourer a lot of the lamb meat, though Zosa's tattoos did not fade with in that time. With their most precious valuables packed as well as Electrica trucked away, they went off to the train station to return to Greece. This time the professor expectantly grinned dreaming of hipodi.