You walk in the big Italian house you used to always visit when you was a kid, you look at the interior with the yellow light and the big wood table with a beautiful flower vase on the center of it and you inhale, the house still has the exactly same smell you remembered. You go upstairs to leave your bags in your room, you smile when you see that there's flowers on the bedside table too and you look through the window to see the beautiful blonde and her parents taking with your parents outside near the pool, the sun on her face making her even more pretty when she looks up at you and smile softly waving. You know Abby since childhood, and her and her parents were always in families trips like this, no surprise they're there now as well. You walk outside to greet them and you spot her on the table with a drink on her hand.

Oh, hey. Do you want some lemonade? Abby asks to you smiling softly and pointing at the jar on the table.