She is like some character out of Phra the Phoenician: she's been buried for thirty years and just been excavated. It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son.
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