ConvalescenceMatilde was sitting at her desk. For the first twenty minutes she’d taught History, then she’d started oral examinations. The two boys and the girl she’d called up were well prepared and Matilde was satisfied. Soon the bell would ring and the class was calm. Matilde thought about her two twin daughters who, in just a few days, were turning seventeen.
As agreed, she had booked a room for the celebration in a night club along State Road 13, where there was enough room for dancing, too. Alessia and Alessandra had invited their classmates, and they expected about twenty of them.
As soon as the school bell rang the janitor, without bothering to knock, burst into the classroom and said: - Matilde, quick! There’s a doctor from the hospital in Padua on the phone. Your husband had an
