Front Cover

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Title Page, Copyright, Dedication, Epigraph

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pp. i-vi

Contents

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pp. vii-x

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Grace’s Day

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pp. 1-62

A long time ago I had two sisters and we lived on an island. There was me and Jeannie and Em. They called me Grace, but I have never had much of that. I was an awkward child. I still am all these years later. Our house had two doors, one to the south, one...

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Sisters

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pp. 63-68

I took the train from Waterloo to Portsmouth Harbour and then the Red Funnel Ferry. I glanced back on the crossing and saw that I was leaving a vast industrial harbor. There were warships at anchor. It was a summer’s day and sailing boats were working...

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Lovers

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pp. 69-74

We are fossil hunting at Undercliff beach. It’s a September afternoon after school. The sea is a mirror that stretches as far as the horizon. We’ve walked miles. He was always one for endurance. He wears shorts, a pale yellow shirt, and a pair of battered...

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Honeymoon Photograph

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pp. 75-80

We had a room that opened into an orange garden. It was February and a cold wind was blowing from the Apennines and beyond that from the mountains of Greece. They called it the Grecale.
It was a surprise to us.
We had imagined a warmer place...

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The Mountain Road

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pp. 81-90

James Casey drove off the top of Rally Pier. His two daughters were in the back seat. The tide here falls out through the islands and away west. It runs at a knot, sometimes a knot and a half, at springs. Listen and you will hear it in the stones. This is the song...

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The Last Island

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pp. 91-132

The little island ferry came through the entrance and immediately began to slow down. She made a slight turn about three hundred meters out and dropped anchor. Then she pulled against the anchor chain and that resistance turned her so that the stern

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Acknowledgment

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pp. 133-134

I wish to express my gratitude to The Bogliasco Foundation/Fondazione Bogliasco, which provided me with time to research and write the Italian stories in this book. Versions of the opening story, “Grace’s Day,” were first published in the Prairie Schooner and...

Back Cover

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