The Italian Lesson [Installment 23]

Chapter 4, Conclusion

Anne woke up with a stiff neck, a headache, and no idea where she was. It was either just after dusk or just before dawn—she was so disoriented she couldn’t tell which. She reached for her phone but instead knocked over an empty glass. Oh, the wine. She sat up straight and winced. The goddamned wine.

She looked at her phone. It was 6:00 in the evening an…