Auntie Poldi and the Lost Madonna
Mario Giordano, translated by John Brownjohn
"Chapter 4 tells of aperitifs, team play and whining, lotus leaves and utter fools, consistency and appreciation, Latin lovers and mommy’s boys."
"Chapter 4 tells of aperitifs, team play and whining, lotus leaves and utter fools, consistency and appreciation, Latin lovers and mommy’s boys."
"It all came to a head in the most surprising way."
"The gardener had left the gate ajar as planned."
"Qiao Hongmei stood before the mirror, posing the way he’d described her, with her weight on one leg."
"'In fact,' my sister murmured without looking my way, 'it made me think of someone. I had an...encounter, years ago, didn’t I ever tell you? Something happened to me.'"
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