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The front door of a cottage opened, revealing a 20 year old young man with long, brown hair, tied back in a low ponytail, captive hazel eyes, pink lips and a muscular figure. This was Beale, a handsome man blessed with intelligence. (I didn't go with the real age from the movie, I hope you all don't mind. And I also sorry for the odd name. 😅)
With a book in his hand, he inhaled, breathing in fresh morning air. He walked down the stairs, singing,
"Little town, it's a quiet village Every day like the one before Little town full of little people Waking up to say..."
He looked at the church clock.
On cue, the clock struck 8 and a woman opened a window, nodded to a woman shaking out a rug nearby and another woman opened her window as well, greeting,
"Bonjour. Bonjour. Bonjour."
A butcher opened his shop, waved to a cobbler moving past with his cart while the other villagers walked out of their homes, greeting,
"Bonjour. Bonjour. Bonjour. Bonjour. "
An old drunk homeless man noticed Beale, smiling. He was tossed inside a holding tank by two officers after he greeted,
"Bonjour."
Beale silently walked between the villagers, making himself invisible. He saw a baker walking with a tray of bread,
"There goes the baker with his tray like always The same old bread and rolls to sell"
He took bread and placed the money on the tray while the baker looked at him offended by his words.
Beale walked towards a horse and patted its head,
"Every morning just the same Since the morning that we came To this poor provincial town"
Jean, the potter greeted him, "Good morning, Beale."
"Good morning, Monsieur Jean." Beale greeted back, approaching the old man. When he noticed the potter was searching something in his cart, he asked, "Have you lost something again? "
Jean nodded, sighing, "I believe I have. Problem is, I can't remember what. Well, I'm sure it will come to me."
Beale chuckled as he offered a fruit to a horse then started to walk away.
Jean called out, "Where are you off to?"
"To return this book to Pere Robert. It's about two lovers in fair Verona." Beale informed, smiling, remembering the romantic story he read.
