UNHOLY DESIRE
I didn't want to be too excited for fear that it might not really mean what I was thinking about.
"Yes, darling. We can finally leave here. However, we need help with decoding it. And you are the translator here." Matteo pointed out.
"What language is it in? And do you realize I don't know all the language of this world?" I asked him.
Matteo shrugged his big shoulders, "I am sure it's nothing you can't handle," He said.
Then he added, "I believe it's in Armenian."
Matteo set the map before me, looking at me with expectation-filled eyes.