While the sand song sounds, the young girl make a lot of moves that resemble Star. She is enjoing sharing her experiences with her grandmother.
The song ends.
- Upsss... It's too late. Anyway, your man is here. Bye granma. Hi and bye grandpa.
- Always running. - says the old man -. She's a pure butterfly.
The man aproach the bench.
- Star... Are you crying? Is it something wrong?
- No. I was only refreshing the memories our old times. I'm a little nostalgic.
The old man see the old Star from upside down.
- Wait... Waaaaaaaiiit
- What happens?
- You have traveled through time, isn't it?
Star take a akward face.
- What? Why are you asking me that?
- Because you are wearing exactly the same than that time.
- Mmmmmm...
- Star?
- So, did you know that I was me?
- Star!. Of course I knew that It was you! Not that day, but we have been our entire life together. I had seen you to change slowly into that lovely old lady.
- Tada!
- Star! You said me that you were a widow!
- Oooooouuu. I didn't realize that.
- I was fearing my inminent death for years!
The old Marco slowly seats next to Star.
- So... Why did you tell me nothing about that?
- How can a man tell to his beloved wife that he is gone die before her and she will be alone sometime. I had been so afraid for you.
- Ohh. So sweety.
She kiss his cheek.
- You never change.
- And you love me as I am.
- Anyway... Why did you say that?
- Eeeeh.. I though that some sadness make my story a little more emotional.
- I guess. But as you know, sad endings seems to me only acceptable for unending stories. A happy ending is better for a closing end. Specially if it deserves it.
- Like ours?
- Just like that. I love you Star.
- I love you Marco.
