Chapter 10
“Were you aware Uncle Jeff was involved in an incident in Rome in 1961?” I asked as Mother made sure my bow tie was properly positioned. Father had taught me how to tie one when I was quite young, but I knew Mother had fond memories of doing this for him, so I’d suggested it this evening.
“I don’t believe so. What happened?”
“A British agent was on vacation with a friend, and a young fanatic apparently mistook their friendship for something else and shot at them. The friend was killed.”
Her fingers stilled, and she made a sound that was a combination of distress and distaste. “When will people learn that loving someone is the important thing, not the gender of the one they love?”
I leaned forward and kissed her cheek. “Thank you for being so accepting, Mother.”
“You’re wel
