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Sabi had been away on business in the north. When she got to Raff’s place, he was out, so she phoned him on his mobile. “Where are you, amore?” “At the Poly. – Where are you?” “Sitting on your bed.” “With or without your undies?” “Porco[1], when are you coming home?” Sabi hung up. As …
The little fishing port of Sinus on the Sorrento coast still retains its Roman roots, but as no one has ever found any ruins there, it has never earned the mark of a tourist destination. Up a winding track, some several kilometres from Sinus is the Rustico. The Rustico is an old converted farmhouse, shaded …
After taking early retirement from his job on the council, at fifty, Gregorio was beginning to feel that nothing very much was going on in his life. One evening, on a whim, and while his wife was away on business, he arranged to meet his ex. They had not seen each other for more than …
It was the beginning of the asparagus season. The old man, as was his custom, drove to an area, not far from town, where he knew the best wild asparagus grew. There, among the drystone walls and prickly pears, the old man bumped into a lady of a certain age. Her name was Irena. “I …
Brothers Nicola and Michele Campanile were farmers from the backwaters of Basilicata in Southern Italy. They lived down a woody dirt track several kilometers from the local town in a shared farmhouse. On one side of the house, Michele lived with his wife; Nicola lived on his own on the other side of the house. …
Sabi had been away on business in the north. When she got to Raff’s place, he was out, so she phoned him on his mobile. “Where are you, amore?” “At the Poly. – Where are you?” “Sitting on your bed.” “With or without your undies?” “Porco, when are you coming home?” Sabi hung up. As …
Patrizia Vaniglia lived in a small town in southern Italy with her husband, a child sweetheart, and two youngish children. For many years she had practiced as a psychologist and psychotherapist. One day, a patient came to her with a strange question. “Do you like ice cream?” “Of course,” said Patrizia, feeling a pang of …
Often people will drop things. It is one of the hazards of living in a block of flats. Pegs break, especially the new plastic ones, which is why he preferred the old wooden pegs. A t-shirt or one of a pair of stocking socks or a pair of no-nonsense knickers can find their way onto …
It is a well-known conceit of Italian life that both husband and wife are happy to take a lover or a mistress, but neither are willing to contemplate divorce, since neither wishes to upset the equilibrium in which the other lives. The case of the lawyer Pelligrini who had arrived with his wife and two …
Danilo had parked in an abandoned field near the seminary school. He opened the boot and took out the tools of his trade, the buckets, trowels and spades. He was about to take the back seat down when he heard a noise. “Why did you stop?” “I thought I heard something. Did you?” “No.” “It …