She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. I hid because there was no other way of seeing you. That’s Italians for you. She was surprised to find how stored her mind was with impressions and memories of him, how vividly she remembered his gestures and little things that he had said. It reached her only slowly that Ann Veronica was standing to her resolution.
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