Tallinna Raekoja platsil oli jõuluturu aeg.

It was the time of the Christmas market at Tallinna Raekoja square.

Jõuluvalgustus sillerdas üle taeva ja lumi langes vaikselt maale.

Christmas lights twinkled across the sky, and snow quietly fell to the ground.

Turgu täitsid lõhnav glögi ja värske piparkookide aroom.

The market was filled with the aroma of fragrant mulled wine and fresh gingerbread.

Kaupo seisis ühe kingitustekioski ees ja vaatas, kuidas inimesed mööda jalutasid.

Kaupo stood in front of a gift kiosk, watching people walk by.

Ta oli elanud Tallinnas terve elu ja iga aasta ootas ta jõuluturgu.

He had lived in Tallinn all his life, and every year he looked forward to the Christmas market.

Siin tundis ta alati mingit erilist soojust.

Here, he always felt a certain warmth.

Vaikselt jalutas sinna Aino, kes oli äsja Tallinna kolinud.

Quietly, Aino walked by, having just moved to Tallinn.

Ta otsis uut elukohta ja püüdis linna tundma õppida.

She was searching for a new home and trying to get to know the city.

Aino oli seiklushimuline ja naerusuine, kuid hingelt vajas ta sõpru ja kodutunnet.

Aino was adventurous and smiling, but at heart, she needed friends and a sense of belonging.

Märkamata olid nad üksteise kõrval, mõlemad vaatasid ühe kunstniku loomingut.

Without noticing, they stood beside each other, both admiring the work of an artist.

"Naudi, et see siin nii ilus on," ütles Aino vaikselt, ent entusiastlikult.

"Enjoy how beautiful it is here," said Aino quietly, yet enthusiastically.

Kaupo naeratas: "Igatahes, see on minu lemmikaeg aastast."

Kaupo smiled, "Indeed, this is my favorite time of year."

"Ma olen alles siia kolinud," vastas Aino.

"I've just moved here," Aino replied.

"Proovin leida midagi toredat, et tunneksin end kodus."

"I'm trying to find something nice so I can feel at home."

Kaupo vaatas talle pisut kauem silma.

Kaupo looked into her eyes a little longer.

Ta otsustas mitte sulgeda ennast veel kellegi eest.

He decided not to close himself off from anyone again.

"Siis pead kindlasti glögi maitsma.

"Then you definitely have to taste the mulled wine.

See on parim osa jõuluturust!"

It's the best part of the Christmas market!"

pakkus Kaupo.

suggested Kaupo.

"Nii räägitakse!"

"So they say!"

ütles Aino naeratades.

said Aino, smiling.

Nad liikusid koos glögikioski poole.

They moved together towards the mulled wine kiosk.

Kerge aur tõusis tassidest, soojendades külmetavaid käsi.

Light steam rose from the cups, warming their cold hands.

"Täna hakkas Tallinn tunduma nagu kodu," tunnistas Aino, samal ajal kui õrn naeratus tema huultel mängis.

"Today, Tallinn started to feel like home," Aino admitted, while a gentle smile played on her lips.

"Meie peres oli alati juletulejoogid ja piparkookide küpsetamine."

"In our family, there were always Christmas drinks and gingerbread baking."

Kaupo jäi vaiksemaks, kuulas, tundes, kuidas tema süda avardus.

Kaupo grew quieter, listening, feeling his heart expand.

"Minu ema küpsetas alati enne jõule.

"My mother always baked before Christmas.

See oli aeg, mil me kõik koos olime ja naersime."

It was a time when we were all together and laughed."

Aino ja Kaupo pilgud kohtusid sel hetkel.

Their gazes met at that moment.

Mõlemad mõistsid, et neil on lõpuks keegi, kellega jagada jõuluturgu soojust.

Both realized they finally had someone with whom to share the warmth of the Christmas market.

Kui nad õhtul laiali läksid, lubasid nad üksteisele, et kohtuvad taas.

When they parted that evening, they promised each other to meet again.

Järgmine kord üle linna jõulutulesid imetlema.

Next time, to admire the Christmas lights across the city.

See oli algus, mis tõi Kaupo südamikule rohkem uusi kogemusi ning Aino tundis, et Tallinn oli aasta-aastalt üha rohkem kodu.

It was the beginning that brought Kaupo more new experiences at his core, and Aino felt that year by year, Tallinn became more and more like home.