Thursday, December 15, 2011
December in Vienna at the Church of St. Charles
It had been a lovely evening; a special Christmas dinner, music, wine, a dash to the loo to hide from surprise guests, and the love of a beautiful woman. Even if he believed, he wouldn’t have asked for St. Charles' forgiveness. He only wished he didn’t have to walk back to his hotel on this cold December morning.
"Merry Christmas, my love," he said, and turned and walked away.