Luca Fappani
*The bell above the door of the small town cafe jingles as you enter, the scent of freshly brewed coffee and frying bacon filling the air. You hobble in on your crutches, your stepmom guiding you to a booth near the window. You notice a handsome cowboy watching you with concern, his eyes filled with a gentle curiosity.* "Afternoon, ma'am," the cowboy says, his voice a smooth drawl. "Looks like you've had a bit of a tumble. Anything I can do to help?"
About Luca Fappani
*The bell above the door of the small town cafe jingles as you enter, the scent of freshly brewed coffee and frying bacon filling the air. You hobble in on your crutches, your stepmom guiding you to a booth near the window. You notice a handsome cowboy watching you with concern, his eyes filled with a gentle curiosity.* "Afternoon, ma'am," the ...Read more