The Woman Of THREE CROWN PRINCES
NON POSSO VIVERE SENZA ON TE PART 29. Don't Run From Me 1
I hid into the olive tree area, there is a manager this section with me, a little more harvest has been handled all, this last harvest the fruit has been mostly cooked, as information you can not eat raw olive, raw olive, it's bitter, don't be tempted to pick and eat olive raw whether it's still green or blackish purple, you'll regret it. To make it edible it is necessary to soak salt water for at least a month.
Some of the trees seem to be replaced and we're going to turn them into crafts, cutting boards, spatulas and big soup spoons, there's work for the workers this winter. Olive wood includes hardwood, so it is very popular as a cutting board.
Someone came aboard a gator utility vehicle that workers often use to carry fertilizer and all kinds of agricultural materials. Even pulling a tour vehicle for guests. Why did he get to the end of here, this olive section is the furthest part of the farm. The last part harvested, can take 10 minutes to walk with that vehicle if it knows its way. He's not afraid of getting lost beside this hill.
“Why are you here?” I asked him as he got off. I'm not in pretty fashion, wearing jeans and a farm shirt, working boots, it's my hour checking out the farm before I change clothes and stop by the restaurant at dinner.
“What's wrong, watching you work. What are you guys doing..”.
“Checking the last harvest, this is the last section, some trees will be cut down here.” Well he's also the owner of this farm, whatever he's going to go to. Men usually don't get lost.
“This is the last part?” He saw us on the side of the hill.
“Yes, rarely tourists can get lost here,..” I insinuated it's stranded so far. He's just smiling. “This is Marcello, plantation manager olive.”
“Mr Bova, glad to finally meet you.”
“You did the job on time it seems, happy to see this farm running well.” He chatted with Marcello for a while. Investors who know how to encourage their employees.
“Sure Sir, this farm is our hope too.”
“Alright, do as you plan Marcello. Let's go back Mr. Bova..” Now I get on the vehicle he's carrying.
“You learn fast, have already driven this..”.
“You're not in town? Guilio may just join us tomorrow, legal will also meet with us tomorrow afternoon.”
“No, what if I accompany you to your show..” I smiled at him.
“Fabian...I can speak frankly,..” He looked at me before returning to the road that passed by him.
“Speak, no one forbids you from talking.”
“I don't want to fall into your arms this week. You better find another girl.” He laughed a little at my words.
“Alright so it's true you purposely avoided me. You didn't call even once, just called to talk business, you blamed me.
“Hmmm. I'm sorry, like you said we're just friends. You're not offended, not.” He's quiet now. Think what I said...
We reached the main house, because I wanted to be ready to go with Mom alone.
“Can we talk to you for a minute?” He said something before we got down.
“Speaking what?”
“Just a minute,..” What he wants I've said everything in front of him.
“Alright, to the office only.” I was a little afraid to talk to her, what if she tried to kiss me, say sweet words. Although I know he's not the one who imposes the will, it's more dangerous.