Life, of course, meddled, with its ability to be so wonderful and unique, and split them up as young adults. Nicola stayed put in their hometown, Gravina in Puglia, while Roberto ended up far away from his loved ones and his brotherly friend, as he left his land and its colours.
Twentyfive years later, those boys, ever so hungry and industrious, have grown up. They have become men and have done so by supporting each other, hand in hand, always keeping in mind the promise they made when they still ran around in shorts, wearing their skinned knees as a playful badge of honour.
Different from each other, with different jobs and distant lives, they’ve managed to remain close. Nicola, the early riser, has called Roberto every single morning: “I don’t know when, but you must return to the place where you belong. We need to gaze at the same stars once again”.