“Agnese’s small car was parked outside the garage and as he came up the stairs, he heard the noise of the television. “Ciao, Papa.” Pioppi was sitting cross-legged before the flickering image, its light reflecting on her features. She smiled and as he bent over to kiss her, she whispered softly, “Mama is here.” Agnese was in the kitchen. She sat at the small table with her arm outstretched across the plastic top. In her hand, she held a glass that was almost empty. Small cubes of ice, the edges ...rounded, jostled against the moist sides. The liquid was red. A bottle of Campari stood in the middle of the table; a wasp worried at the open mouth and the spots of crystallized sugar. Propped against the bottle, the parish newssheet that Agnese appeared to be reading. He noticed the ticking of the clock. She was wearing a velvet dress that sloped down from one shoulder, revealing the brown softness of her skin and the gentle divide of her breasts. Her dark hair glistened; across the back of the kitchen chair, she had placed a stole.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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