Rina

RINA

The young man gave me a crystal clear description, even a blind person would find his way around. I thanked him profusely, almost crossing the threshold of craziness. That was how grateful I was.

As I raced down, I played the directions in my head. I couldn't afford to lose it. To my relief, I came across this open space with a stone work quadrangle. Next to it was the cafeteria.

The amount of relief that washed over me couldn't be quantified. It brought tears to my eyes, it left my heart light. Yet, I knew it was too early to celebrate. The actual jubilation came when I recovered my bag.

The cafeteria was almost empty now. Just some heads here and there. I flashed my gaze at the booth I'd stayed in. Instantly, my heart plummeted. It wasn’t there. The bag wasn't there!

Still fixed in the same spot, I combed the cafeteria—the part within my line of sight. Nothing.

No freaking thing. There was an elderly woman behind the counter. I dashed towards her.

"Mi scusi, signora. Per