The window is the view . The phone is the voice. The mail box is the letter. She is always expecting for. Hopefully waiting for his return. A knock on the door would drive her mad. A strange car parked in front would churn her excitement to false alarms. She is indeed very much in love. That Lady at 15 Parker Street.
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In one bright summer day, breezy, in an open restaurant , overlooking the idyllic lake, they make a toast, a sign of everlasting love, of fresh smiles, of wholehearted warmth exuding out.......................In one dark wintry day, windy, in an open restaurant, overlooking the raucous lake, they make a toast, a sign of everlasting hate, of fresh tears, of wholehearted coldness pouring out. .. .... they leave ... run the opposite roads towards the highway...a hug cloaks... a kiss on the lips...from each of their awaiting new friend... smiles start to widen,... warmth exudes...the cycle begins anew.
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On the doorstep or bunched on the door knob, or in the dainty hands of Cher or on Cher's favorite vase near a transparent window, the bouquets of monthly flowers... mean only one thing... Mike's hearty and everlasting desires for Cher. But only those flowers spread out on Cher's feet? "Are you coming over here, Mike?" ... "Uhmm...Uhmm."... Twelve long stemmed red roses on Valentine's Day on Cher's cute fingers...as she pressed them on her bosom...on her long blonde hair... No Mike. Not even his shadow. Not even his voice. Not even a pumping beating heart to feel. Can her tears support the freshness and longevity of those flowers as it dripped on them? The agonies of love are cocooned in hope and expectation. Cher knows that no one could ever love her more than those monthly flowers she hugs so much in her sleep...Time. Only Time can Wait.
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She accidentally slips her head on his accommodating shoulder in a waiting lounge at the majestic Schiphol."I was dreaming. I thought I was with him."
Queuing in the RER/METRO Ticket Booth at the Magnificent Charles De Gaulle. Their eyes meet before her loose ticket is retrieved from his fingers..."The green tinge in your retina is very much a resemblance of him."
In a boutique, contesting over one remaining pendant at a wondrous Tegel... "Let's start your life with this heart shaped pendant I have and trash that one out."
Inside a telephone booth in Evergladestrasse in Berlin, booking for his flights..."You seem fine. I'll see you in a tulip shop (in Amsterdam) for a cup of coffee. I'll see that you'll have more time before your next flight."
Four desperate lovely women meet one cute, handsome passenger, driving their lives first class. A funny, heart gripping love story of rare times.
Any Idea(s) taken from the synopsis "Four Loves: 1 Trip" is extremely prohibited.