Beckett stood by his words. His wife was taken to various places, and he made her experience the unique things Italy had to offer. Beckett didn't even allow her to dwell on problems for a few seconds.
Every time she drifted off, even for a moment, thinking about her mother, Beckett immediately brought her back to the present.
“We’ll go back soon. For now, let’s enjoy the view.” Beckett pointed to the paintings inside the Scuola Grande di San Rocco—their last stop for the day.
Vivianne followed suit. She let herself be immersed in the elegance of the paintings and felt the emotions they conveyed. And as she looked around, one painting caught her attention.
[Miracle of The Slave by Jacopo Tintoretto]
“A slave was punished by his master because he prayed to the tomb of San Marco, causin
