Maria looks out the window. I can't belive it's already morning. Good heavens, its 7:00. She picks up her pen, she is already ready to write.
He must have brown hair. I can't live with a man who has a blonde head that is bright as the sun. He must be slim, very handsom and tall. I crave those chocolate eyes. Her mother walks in, surprised she is awake. "Darling why don't you get some rest, you have a busy day today. Martin is coming again for tea, you must look very elegant and bright. " Oh I hate when my mother does this to me. "Mother can't you see I'm writing, I'm getting more ideas, I don't have time for tea. I don't even like Martin, he's boring." "Please darling understand that Martin is right for you, I can't have you dreaming for the rest of your life. You are a modest young woman who will be the perfect queen."
Maria's father walks in the room, they are best friends. "Darling look outside, your roses are blooming just like they should. You get your taste of from me young lady." Oh father, you know nothing, I did that on my own. I taught you, remember?" "Oh silly you, I'm older. Now get up darling, as mother said busy day."
