...plied sarcastically, turning to watch the
moon that was reflected upon the lake's surface."I was!"
laughed the man."Whatever you say, sir." giggled
the woman.The man took another sip of his drink."He
asked me why I didn't love his grandmother.""And
what did you tell him?""That I love you." He
answered.The woman turned around again. "You
didn't!""I most certainly did, madam!" The man
smiled."Saladin!" The woman said, hitting him
lightly on his arm."What?!" The man called Saladin
laughed."Well, you shouldn't have told him that."
said the woman and turned back in his arms, taking a sip from her
drink."Why not? It's the true." Saladin grinned,
while the woman blushed. Saladin leaned and started kissing her
neck."I have an idea." The woman said."Mhmhmh.
What kind of idea?" Saladin mumbled against her neck. The woman
leaned against his chest and put her head on his shoulder to give him
more room."Well, why don't you tell Helia to invite
Flora for the dinner? That way Helia won't be alone with us. What do
you think?""That's wonderful idea." said
Saladin, raising his head from her neck. "I mean, I've seen them
together. That girl calms him down. You are genius, honey." He
said, and then kissed her cheek."Thank you, kind man."
She smiled. There was a long silence. They just sat there enjoying
each other's company and drinking from their glasses."Do
you know the story of this tree?" said the woman, breakin...