They decided they needed to lay low after that, and were well-behaved for the remainder of our time in Rome and Venice. Ollie accompanied us to our third and final vacation destination, and since Nana and her new boyfriend were pretty inseparable (more so than ever after all of that), I again assumed the role of tour guide for Jessie and made sure he got as much as possible out of his vacation. We saw the sights, ate and drank way too much, and had a great time. I was elated when we arrived in Venice and I had a letter waiting for me at the hotel from Luca. He sent one a day, postmarked from Rome with a post office box as his return address. They contained long, funny stories about random topics, like the unfortunate frog-kissing phase he went through when he was five because he wanted to find a prince and live in a castle. The letters always made me happy, and made me miss him like crazy, especially because they always ended with, “I miss you with every part of me and I’m counting the minutes until we’re together again.”
