Chapter XVII
June 1926
Sitting still at the edge of the bed, Giulia was holding a letter still sealed in her hands and was looking at the window without seeing it. The light coming through the closed shutters was giving the room a lovely semi-darkness is there when you wake up and try to find out whether it will be a sunny day or a dull sky will looking like rain.
She went up the stairs to get into Clara’s room trying to keep away that strange feeling that she had because she had not seen her coming downstairs at the usual time. Just the thought that a danger could jeopardise his children would suffocate her. She knocked gently hoping to get a delayed answer, full of sleep, but nobody answered. The bed was still made and that envelope on the pillow took any hope away from her , tighten
