Maria's Point of View:
"Maria, my love." It rang in my ears as I began to remember the sound of his voice after all these years. It has grown thicker and more commanding.
I took a few steps back away from him. " Samson."
"Uh.uh Samson, what. What. " What are you doing here?" I tried to speak as I swallowed my saliva. "When did you get back to the United States? I. I heard you. " You left to start a new life in Italy," I added, stammering confusingly.
Samson tapped his legs to the floor twice. As if he was avoiding the question. " The important thing is that I'm back, right? How have you been, Maria? "Aren't you happy to see me like I am happy to see you? " he asked, and I shook my head undeniably.
" Of course," I coughed.
" Of course, I'm glad that our path crossed again, " I responded, and he smiled.
