It was just like old...modern times, having the whole house to herself again instead of sharing it with a roommate. A bad roommate, at that. Yes, without that snake Marcellus's presence here to trail drunken vapors and stagger around loudly in the halls every morning, Julia felt like the proper owner of her villa instead of a harried tenant subletting the place out to an out of control frat boy.
Obviously, she had elected to remain here in this gorgeous place even though custom suggested in a quaver that maybe...maybe she ought to return to Augustus's residence, now that she was a young widow of more than marriageable age still? But she was Julia, and she laughed in the face of custom and tradition, so she rejected the offer that wasn't supposed to be a mere offer, and she continued to t
