The Light In The Piazza And Other Italian Tales - Plot & Excerpts
and, having climbed a twisting narrow flight that smelled of Roman masonry—chilly the year round, exactly as it must have been in Byron’s day—confront across the threshold the face of a boy you went to school with back in Arkansas. Only it was a little more complex than that. Sara thought that it was useless coincidence to have remembered Gowan Palmer from school; to all present purposes, he was just a nice man she and her husband had met a year ago at a party here in Rome. As for those bygone days, he seemed to like Sara and Paul in spite of having known them forever, and none of them had the bad taste of people who reminisce. She learned by way of somebody else that he had been married to a New York girl she would probably never see, just as she discovered that it was no romantic notion that had lured him to take a damp three rooms in the Roman wall near the Pincio, but a leftover lease from a fellow-artist, now in Greece, who wanted the place occupied even at a loss.As for the problems he was now drifting into—financial, emotional, artistic, and otherwise—she would bet she was far more aware of them than he.
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