‘For,’ he murmured, laying the palms of his hands together, ‘it is to be a long weekend’
This time Oliver arrived earlier in the woods to meet Diana. She came 10 minutes later, which Oliver usually made the Duchess waiting for him. The scent of her skin spread throughout the forest with a light plume of spring flowers that made the Jeweler totally infatuated. Her charming beauty was worth hundred thousands of pearls he could pay for.
“You are beautiful today,” – said Oliver barely holding steady tone breathing.
Diana turned back and stepped out of her fluffy dress, opening young tender shoulders. Each movement of her body made his heart beat faster.
“Mr. Bacon, I wanted to ask you something,” – she whispered. “Why do you take pearls from my Mom if you know they’re false? Don’t you want to save your money for something real?”
Oliver laughed and looked in her blue eyes full of deep sincere purity.
“No amount of money can replace my time spent with you. I am ready to pay a fortune just to see you, the way you smile, your laugh, feel your breath on my lips.”
Strong rain poured from the sky like the beads showered with a pearl necklace, and they plunged into the ocean of love.
The Jeweler knew this young lady will never belong to him. He was trying to live the present forgetting his meager past as an underprivileged, poorly dressed boy. Diana was his future, his new step of life, his imaginary freedom. He understood that ten false pearls cost him a weekends of false love.
