Chapter 6
Duchy of Aragoni
Marco
THE SUMMER MOVED along, and the boys still hadn’t solved the riddle of the ‘surprise’, nor had we told them what it was, although we knew we couldn’t put it off much longer. My planned trip to Milan had been repeatedly postponed for various reasons. Dani and I were planning to take a three-day weekend at the end of August and go visit our friends Joel and Claire in Paris, but fate intervened. I had an empty appointment calendar Thursday afternoon and was really looking forward to catching up on the never-ending paperwork, so I could take a long weekend off with a clear conscience, when my receptionist called me.
“Dr. d’Argenzio,” she said, “you’re wanted in the ER.”
“Why?” I said.
“I don’t know,” she said, “they merely said it was urgent and hung up.”
