Chapter 20
“Benvenuto a Stella di Cioccolato.” Celina raised a glass of sparkling prosecco to guests who had crowded into her little shop. Around her, everyone was chattering and greeting friends, while outside, sunshine bathed people lingering at the tables Lauro had set up. Above it all, Frank Sinatra’s latest hit spun on the record player, putting everyone in a cheerful mood.
Celina’s heart thudded with excitement. Glancing out the window, she saw the beautiful Byzantine tile tower of the cathedral rising above terracotta-tiled roofs like a sentinel in the heart of the sun-dappled village. She sent up a little prayer. She’d worked so hard on this—her dream.
Over the past few busy weeks, she’d strolled the streets around Amalfi’s Piazza del Duomo area, inviting her fellow business own
