” “But how?” “I poured him out some port wine, and I said—let me see—oh, ‘You are going to be a grandfather!’” “Yes. I keep on thinking of little details and aspects of your voice, your eyes, the way you walk, the way your hair goes back from the side of your forehead. Her name is Lucia, she works in the Alberti Yarn Shop, across from Florestano the Butcher!” I happily rewarded her with a shiny new Florin and sent her off. He was by no means certain that she would not in fact attempt to blow off his head as she had threatened. “One has to be so careful of one’s friends and acquaintances,” he remarked, by way of transition. Mrs. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. My Mom’s stomach has a lot of bad scars that make it look all ropy and weird. He was and always would be dramatizing his emotions; perpetually he would be confounding his actual with his imaginary self. But it was not so ordered.
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