The evening of the dinner partyThat late October evening, the first to arrive at Anna’s house was Lea. The temperature that day had been pleasant enough, but now it was pretty chilly, a foreshadowing of the fast-approaching fall.
Lea had taken a dress from her boutique. She knew how important this occasion was for Anna, so she’d chosen the sleeveless rust-colored dress and added a single string of pearls as her only adornment. The color of the dress didn’t really compliment her hair, which she’d recently dyed a titian red, but she knew that it would match the colors of her best friend’s house.
When she rang the doorbell, Marco answered and helped her with her coat.
- Hi, Lea! - called Anna from the kitchen, where she was still chopping vegetables for a crudité platter.
- Hey, Anna. Do
