Civitella was a dream come true! To enjoy five saturated weeks of work, congenial dialogue and delicious local cuisine in such a beautiful location was refreshing and deeply satisfying. To live within touching distance of the great Italian paintings, admired for many...
“Okay,” she said. “Enough thinking now. Tell, no.” “You’ve heard this one already.” “That’s all right. Tell.” So he ate, and told her an old story, which he had told her many times before: in the days when he was just a...
Excerpt From Five Hours to Simla The mother was shushing them all fiercely when they heard the sound they had given up hope of hearing: the sound of a moving vehicle. It came roaring up the road from behind them not at all where they had expected overtaking them in a...
