“Once the paint is on the canvas
“Once the paint is on the canvasit is a great thing to remove it.”
it is a great thing to remove it.”It had become a habit of theirs, a lovely habit. Two widows taking the early morning air, strolling to the mercato, making the day’s purchases. Viviana often bought items for Isabetta—little indulgences Isabetta could not sacrifice a single lira to purchase herself. At first, Isabetta had argued, her pride a heavy weight. When Viviana returned to the market without her, she purchased the item, and had it sent to Isabetta’s home, Isabetta had laughed at her friend’s generous temerity; she no longer argued.
mercato“Is the day not exceedingly fair?” Isabetta said, as they stepped once more upon the cobbled street of Viviana’s prosperous neighborhood.
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