ANNA

The days that passed after Francesca’s accident were so tense that I had moments in the day when I couldn’t even eat. It was as if a part of me was in her body, and I felt it with every movement.

This afternoon, until tonight’s event, I was going to relax on the terrace with a big cup of coffee and a delightful book. Emily told me she had some work to do downtown, but that she wasn’t long in coming. And so it was.

“Hey girl, what are you reading there?” she ...