I miss her a lot. I promised to put him in touch with some people in Rome, an idea which he warmed to. ‘Ain’t my place, I know that. There were mysterious sounds, all of them musical. ‘Jacques, you have been very much my friend. My garden-close would be a better thing than that. She turned there and beckoned. She cried for hours but would not scream as her mother was packed into a marble coffin.
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