Although Italians were officially despised by the grownups in Paul’s Irish family, everyone seemed to have at least one Italian best friend. His grandmother Jane, in fact, had two. Olivetta, a spinster, was Grandma’s cemetery friend. When she was three, her father had been killed in an industrial accident. “He drowned after he fell into a giant vat of chocolate at the Coc (...)
Fiction
The Relic Thief
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