White Lies (A Twisted Fate Series) (Volume 1) - Plot & Excerpts
That was about as in depth as I wanted to think about my friend. Any more than that became a no-go area for me. This evening we were eating at a restaurant on the Ponte Vecchio. There was a café there I loved. Dad and I had eaten there with Carson many times. Visiting would be bittersweet as I knew memories of Dad might become overwhelming, but I wanted to embrace those times and not shun them like I had. Baby steps. I checked the time. It was midmorning. Soon it would be time to head to the Uffizi around noon to see my father’s painting, La Primavera by Botticelli. The museum had been more than accommodating. The painting would be relocated to a private viewing area. As the time moved closer, a lump formed in my throat. Anticipation filled me at the thought of seeing it for the first time since Dad’s death and knowing it was never coming home again. Dad knew I would never go against his wishes and remove the painting. This would be tough. Taking a sip of my hot tea, I watched the birds fly around the Duomo, finding solace in the beauty.
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