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  The man smiled.

  «I’m about to get out».

  Author’s note

  More than a story, this is a suggestion of one.

  I was listening to a song. I started writing without even noticing.

  I translated what I felt into pictures, envisioning every single scene. They came up to my mind in such a clear succession I could have painted them.

  It’s not a love story, not a conventional one, and it doesn’t end here.

  There will be a second installment, which I’m already writing and which, something new for me as I’ve never done this before, it will be from Nolan’s point of view.

  If you want, I’ll be waiting for you.

  Celia

  PS. My thanks to Mari Thorn, who doesn’t yet know I’m going to ask her to help me format this book too. Thanks for not making a voodoo doll of me and covering it in pins.