The Italian Key Page #2

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All my pain went away.

I felt the presence

of something very comforting.

And I wasn't afraid.

No past, no future,

just the present moment.

I started to feel

everything around me.

Feelings emanating from people too.

Can you feel

the feelings I emanate now?

You're afraid of

sleeping in the dark...

and would like someone

to watch you fall asleep.

Lord Jai's car!

- Is he actually a lord?

- No. He is just very rich.

Is he British? - No, that's

the weird thing, he's Indian.

On Tuesdays,

he practices with his fencing teacher.

He has two horses,

he went to boarding school...

and he moved here three years ago.

I remember when I saw him

for the first time.

Cabella?

I once thought I wanted to

jump and give it all up.

Have you ever... You know?

No! I think my life is too exciting

a book to be left unread.

Your book looks

pretty interesting too.

So you're real! I wasn't dreaming.

Now it's your turn:

Tell me what it's like to live.

Well, for the longest time

I didn't even feel alive.

I never fitted in.

I was always angry.

- Angry? Why?

- Because everything is so unfair.

What's so unfair?

Everything.

I didn't know who I was, who

my parents were, why they left me.

- Would it help you if you knew?

- Probably not.

They abandoned me! They left me

with no one to love or trust.

Well, isn't it up to you

to trust or love someone?

Never thought of it that way.

Anger wears off pretty soon.

The things that you deeply love

stay on forever.

For me it was the memory of my mother.

What would that be for you?

I don't know.

I don't have anyone to love.

There are millions of people

out there.

Maybe it's that you don't

want to love someone? - Go away!

Come back!

So, which one is it?

Think about it, I have all eternity.

Cabella!

- Good morning.

- Hi Maria.

Oh? It was you? Thanks for the eggs.

Me? I didn't bring them.

Who is it from?

- I don't know, same thing yesterday.

- You must have a friend in a farm.

I don't know anyone beside you.

A secret admirer then?

How romantic!

Oh my God, I almost forgot,

we need to go!

She'd never been outside the village,

or in a car...

and her last wish was

that she didn't have to ride one.

Even to the cemetery.

- What did she die of?

- I have no idea.

But she was really old.

And mean.

This would be the first time I'm

at a nun's funeral in my pajamas.

Are those men her relatives?

No. They were her clients,

from the restaurant by the church.

I think they secretly loved her.

Poor Giulia,

a couple of years ago she dreamt...

that her future husband would

come to the village on the bus.

There's a bus?

It comes once a day,

but there's never anybody on it.

And she waits every day?

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