Back to Boston where the streets were quiet.
For time with cousins and Italian food and solidarity.
And to retrace the steps of one of our favorite books.
They order 4 cannoli from Rosina. One is for the bus driver. It is priceless. Given to me more than 10 years ago, I treasure this story. Always inscribe your gifts, people. Seeing her script, I cannot put it into words.
2 comments:
Just lovely.
love this book and this post. thanks. :)
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