I reached out to the letter,s. but my fingers were shaking so hard that I couldn’t get it. Luke noticed and gently pushed the glass of water towards me, while Matteo sat in the chair to my right.

I was a different part.

And the two stories didn’t have to be excluded.

That summer, Luca finished high school with excellent results and was admitted to engineering school.

Matteo chose to study kinesiology, saying he wanted to work with people who needed help to regain their mobility.

Where did you get the idea? I asked him.

He smiled.

“I grew up listening to your hospital stories. It seems to me that people need someone who doesn’t give up on them.

I felt that lump in my throat again.

You’ll be very good at that.

I had a good example.

One September evening, a few days before classes started, we went out all three to dinner.

We chose a small restaurant in the center of Bologna, where Marco used to take us to anniversaries.

At the end of the table, Luke raised the glass.

I mean something.

Matteo has laughed.