Chapter 99

“Mrs. McClanahan, the nursing supervisor. She calls me squirt and I call her Gert.”

“Let’s carry this stuff to the car,” she said.

“Right behind you.”

We carried the shopping bags to the car and returned to where we had left Mrs. Rosati. In the wine shop we found her chatting amiably with the proprietor. “Good morning, ConteMarco,” he said the minute he spotted me—Gert had finally told her friend who I really was.

“Good morning,” I said. “Did you have what Mrs. Rosati needed?”

“He certainly did,” she said.

“Good. Are you ready for lunch?”

“Yes.”

“Wonderful,” I said. “Poco is just around the corner.”

“Oh, I love that restaurant.”

I chatted with the proprietor for a minute and answered his polite questions about Dani’s progress. Then I led my charges to the restaurant, and we settled down at one of their outside tables to enjoy the wonderful day. After lunch we returned to the car and went back to the house.