ANNA

If someone had told me, I would be a young widow and lose a child, but that my soul and body would be healed by an artist, I would not have believed it. In the past, I did not find myself out of such a situation, but the ways of the Lord are unsuspected.

“Come on, my little Luisa, let’s go to mommy. I think he made us a delicious meal!” I could hear their voices in the garden coming noisily. We had taken a house in Naples, near Nina and Stefano. I had left them at the ...