Publication Year: 2007
Published by: Red Hen Press
Title Page, Copyright, Acknowledgments, Dedication
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One good look at Naples on a map and Barbara began to wonder. This was weeks before the family got on a plane. Barb was still running the kids to springtime activities, and her husband, Jay, was tying up loose ends with Viccieco & Sons. One Friday her husband called from midtown to say heâ€™d catch the later Bridgeport local, and when he ...
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Whenever Barbara had imagined the end of her marriageâ€”and today she was coming to realize how often sheâ€™d done itâ€”sheâ€™d pictured it happening anywhere but Italy. Americans in Italy, that was a different story. A story with a happy ending, in which some tightly-wound Anglo arrives in this sultry country, more than halfway to Africa, and rediscovers the joy ...
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A lepersâ€™ city, a city full of crooks, a city for the end of everything . . . no. The Naples Barbara encountered over the next couple of days proved impossible to label and file away. At times it did seem a city of prayers. But more often she could be certain only of the appearance of prayers. ...
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... Around them the landscape seesawed, here a scabbed, balsitic ridge and there the grass velvet of a creek plain. Across the more level areas sauntered the buffalo, hefty-shouldered and brick-brown, their horns like question marks. The NATO caravan had first taken the family through the Phlegrean Fields, north of the cityâ€”a low-rising ...
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... Cesareâ€™s look turned sober again, and the mother stopped nodding. God knows, todayâ€™s visit must seem strange. It wasnâ€™t a week yet since the Refugee Center, the second â€śhealing episode,â€ť and every evening before dinner Barbara had arranged for time with the old man. Today they occupied their usual pew, a couple of rows back from the altar to the New Age, and the priest lounged as comfortably as ...
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This morning, the Lieutenant Major wouldnâ€™t be joining them. His absence made it happen, Barbaraâ€™s plan, her revolution. After all, yesterday sheâ€™d heard the man loud and clear: him or Romy. Today then the officer would follow through. But on the other hand heâ€™d set up the dayâ€™s itinerary a week ago now; everyone in the family ...
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The days that followed, the days and the nights, had Barbara thinking often of her childhood visits to Manhattan. Bedtime had felt different over at her motherâ€™s cousinsâ€™ place off Lafayette. That branch of the family lived with another world of night noise. Little Barba-bella had come across the East River before her mother ran away, but it was ...
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Barbara began to have doubts as soon as she met Mrs. Roebuck, AttachĂ© to the American Consulate and the familyâ€™s unasked-for â€śnew liaison to the overseas community.â€ť The introduction took place hardly twenty-five hours after the mother had stumbled onto Silky Kahlbergâ€™s final salaam. Fast work, and either NATO or the Consulate set limits on the police investigation as well. After the city ...
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They had a bigger crew these days, with Jayâ€™s mother. They had more on their hands than ever, really. Not that they didnâ€™t go through another spell of cocooning, sticking close to home throughout most of the first four or five days after Mom and Pop came home from downtown. Immediately after the meeting, Jay and Barbara ...
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But Jayâ€™s and Barbâ€™s whispering in their dim bedroom, loving yet asceticâ€”what did it amount to out in the bright Mezzogiorno? Soonâ€”what? The damages heaped around them remained the same. Barbara might claim that these days constituted a â€śchange of life,â€ť a play on words she used a time or two with her husband or priest. But ...
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... Barbara crossed her arms, seeing Paul as a movie star, the computerâ€™s flat screen making more of his lips and eyelashes. She hadnâ€™t known that this was how the editing would work. She hadnâ€™t understood that she would watch it happening, rewinds and cuts and freeze-frames, all handled with a wireless mouse and biomorphic ...
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... Aurora heaved a showy sigh, a movement that called attention to how small she was. Barefoot, in a flimsy kimono, the old playgirl barely came to Barbaraâ€™s chin. She wouldnâ€™t get into a staring contest either. Instead the grandmother looked to Cesare, still flat on the sofa. One of the boys had covered the priest with a summer bedspread. ...
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From the church to the waterfront seemed a single downward acceleration. The whining transmission and the lumpish embraceâ€” she was pinned against Jay, head down, sinuses burning from the kidnappersâ€™ crude anestheticsâ€”all this took Barbara back to her motherâ€™s cousinâ€™s, in lower Manhattan. The cramp recalled the sofabed above ...
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If sheâ€™d thought for a moment that these two were anything other than the scippatori from their first morning in town, if it so much as crossed her mind that they were cops or Camorra, Barbara couldnâ€™t remember. It seemed as if at once sheâ€™d put together the clues, if you could call them clues. Sheâ€™d picked out the blue bandanna before the two scrawny creatures ...
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The Refugee Lazarus had come back to his idea about a video. â€śOur arrangement, madame?â€ť Barbara couldnâ€™t follow him at first, instead staring at his long-toed feet, before which Jay had turtled down over the automatics, indulging himself in a one-man Demolition Derby. The husband sent black bits and pieces ...
About the Author
John Domini has won awards in all genres, including a fellowship from the National Endowment for the Arts and the Meridian Editorsâ€™ Prize. He has published fiction in Paris Review, Ploughshares, and anthologies, non-fiction in GQ, the New York Times, and elsewhere, ...
Page Count: 320
Publication Year: 2007