A little not Ordinary Story

Once upon a time .... Oh well all the stories begin and perhaps this is one of those stories whose happy ending is just the beginning of a new history , those who are happiest yet , but jokingly always remain in the oblivion of the writers ...

The year was 1803 in St. Petersburg , was the month of May and the flowers showed their beauty , after all winter slumber , the city wake up full of life colors , the activity in the harbor was abuzz with excitement as sailors carrying their loads were walking around with their luggage , some newly arrived and others departed to the sea in search of fortune in the midst of this bustle stood a sailor named Ivan, his dark hair and brown eyes stood out in his face, arrived with one of the ships that were unloading cargo at the port , expected to stay only a few days and had arranged for this, his traveling companions advised him to remain at the hotel Malta, a place of honorable reputation located in one of the islands that make up the city.

Before going to the hotel , Ivan curious toured the city , was delighted with the smells , the colors , the buildings while walking leisurely air , after a few hours of wandering , finally decided to head to the hotel, when I finally came to him, he found a large space surrounded by trees whose height allowed is visualizase like a house of yesteryear, the leafy branches of the trees almost inviting travelers to rest under it , in fact several of them were grouped to its shade to read a book , share a cup of tea , a little chat or just doze reveling in the flavor of the environment, Ivan watched amazed , this was their first time in Russian lands and everything for him was fascinating, after walking about more steps , stood before the gate of access to the hotel , there attendees rushed to offer help , and after signing some documents of rigor led him to his room , the number 8 , which was located right in front of the number 15.

When they were opening the door to enter the room , he felt a door opening and from there emerged the figure of a lady thin , black hair and brown eyes , wearing a long skirt and blouse chocolate beige , Ivan I watch carefully to the moment their eyes met and she in a tone of indifference express a Good morning and continued his way.After a few minutes , Ivan when he returned from his abstraction , he realized that she was the resident of Room 15 , and decided to ask the bellhop - Who is the lady who just left? , What the buttons responded - she is Miss Anna , one of the most loyal people of this hotel.

From that moment began the brief encounters between Anna and Ivan, always crossed at some period of time and usually she tried to wriggle out of these situations quickly answering with a somewhat indifferent air ...

Spring followed his pace and soon encounters began to be Frequently , when summer came , Miss Anna hired a tutor to make their English lessons , days passed and one day one of those causal encounters , there was a smile , and a twinkle in his eye that instantly both noticed , then they decided to start sharing more deeply , quickly touring the city saw them holding hands , sitting under the shade of a tree sharing a cup of tea with chocolates , or attending church together , had begun an affair ....