CHAPTER 61
As much as I felt lost and disoriented, it was up to me to take decisions. Maybe it had been good to lose everything, after all. Especially for someone like me, always too attached to her certainties. My world, the one that oppressed me but in which I had persisted exclusively, was crumbling and I had nothing left to stay anchored to beyond myself.
My husband had decided to leave me. Finally, maybe, it had been the most sensible thing he had done in his life. Even my son had left our home. He had gone to a friend’s house and then took shelter with my parents. He had inherited from my mother an almost crazy scientific passion for the universe, satellites, planets, space. Something for which I had never shown the slightest interest. This led them to deepen their bond, especially
