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Greta was petite, only her eyes stood out on that long face: dark, round and shaded by thick eyelashes, which usually stared at the speaker who was in front of them. Her jet-black shiny wavy hair was left down her shoulders and gave her a wild look about her.
Her grandmother perhaps used to look like her, but now she had a watery and a little melancholy look, perhaps due to the loneliness she had to endure after the death of her daughter, Greta's mother, which happened not even a year after her granddaughter had left the home.
Greta still remembered a sunny day, when she went back home, in a race against time which turned out to be pointless…Rome was far away.
She still remembered that day when she arrived too late: her mother was already dead, and she went off rightaway, without e
