Monday 9th OctoberThe day of Zia and Susi’s return has arrived. Driving to Heathrow always stresses me out somewhat. I take the Mercedes. It’s more comfortable than the Golf. On our way back home, they tell me a little about what happened after my family and I left. Young Cushi is going to deal with Peppina’s estate. Apart from the house there is grandfather’s piece of land out in the campagna. Amongst those barren slopes. I make it clear to Zia that I don’t want my share of the land either.
“You good woman.”
“No, Zia, I’m not a good woman. Land, house, or whatever, in Sicily, is simply of no interest to me.”
“When in cemetery for Peppina, I see workmen put new marble on you mother tomb. Now her tomb new like Peppina tomb. I pay from house money. You no worry.”
“Oh, it was such a sad h
