I like different beautiful stories about love very much. Every time I listen to the story about my grandparents meeting with a great pleasure. It was more than fifty years ago. My grandfather worked at the factory. He was smart and handsome. All ladies from his factory kept an eye on him. And he liked it much. True to say, he was a little bit selfish. He was a leading worker. One night he saw a dream. In this dream a little cupid released an arrow to his heart. And there was a girl. With whom he supposed to fall in love. Actually, he couldn’t see her face clearly. But he knew she was very beautiful with long blond hair and red headband in it. Generally, my father didn’t believe that dreams may come true, he considered it bosh. On the next day he had learnt that on the factory appeared new worker – a young girl just from college. He didn’t want to miss his chance and rapidly went to look at her. When he saw her his heart stopped beating. It was very beautiful young maid with long blond hair and red headband in it. He couldn’t believe his eyes. She was just right from his dream. And he wanted to get acquainted with her promptly, using his charming, as he usually did. At first sight my grandmother was a gentle and shy, but she was as hard as a nail. She not only refused him, but also she made a laughing-stock of my grandfather. And it only took a rise out of hm. He decided to make her his girl friend at any rate. He even made a bet with one of his friend Philip that this young girl, by the way my granny’s name is Tess, would dangle after him. Day after day grandfather made efforts that obtain her heart. And than more my grandfather had learn my granny than more he had understood that he had a strange feeling reminding love and that finally there was a girl who could own his heart. He turned from impudent and selfish man to gentle and polite. And my granny was unable to resist his insistence. Everything was perfect while someone hasn’t told to my granny about bet. I’m sure it was malicious tongues that envied to their love. Envy is a very bad feeling. Sometimes it ruins people’s life. And my granny broke up with grandfather. She was offended and disappointed. She didn’t want to see him and she even threw away all his presents. But, nevertheless, the real love could survive all problems and difficulties. As you can guess this story has a happy end, otherwise there weren’t my mother and me who tells this wonderful story about two loving hearts. My grandfather remembers that dream with little cupid very often and he understands that it was a sign of a destiny.