That is the price of living your dreams…
“There, my dear, you have a point we both, absolutely, agree on. The love of books, that pleasure of reading, is certainly something we share, and we have in common.” Great-grandfather, answered smiling.
“Whenever we’ve come across the opportunity, we have immensely enjoyed those brief moments, each of us is lost in our own book, in our own respective world.”
“Yes, I certainly have relished them, immensely, my dear Judge,” his wife, answered thoughtfully.
“Especially on the day that follows an opening-night. My love, just think about all that goes into setting up a Premiere Night! All that it entails, my God! It’s the culmination of such a long preparation, of so much work and such an enormous effort. And then, to finally present it to the public, who, in that same act, will seize it all! All that I have and all that I am, allowing nothing for myself or for the next day…” In the quiet of that late hour of the night, they remained in silence, like on so many other occasions, quietly enjoying their mutual company.
“That is the price, you pay, for reaching out to the stars, my dear,” her husband quietly replied.
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