’ ‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. Her mother tried to soothe her with tales of romance and love, of all the fineries that she would enjoy in the Palazzo, but all Lucia could do was cry until her cheeks twitched and her forehead ached. She dressed quickly, pulling on white jeans and a red tee shirt. Michelle stood perplexed.
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