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Excerpt #6 – In literature or in art, there’s no quicker way to identify a locality as Tuscany than to describe or depict cypress trees. Their processions seem to lead us back in time and into the paintings of the Renaissance masters. In this excerpt, Megan is upset, and takes a shortcut home.

In no mood to greet anyone, I veer behind the hedge that lines the side yard, and cut across the lawn towards the cypress woods. It’s probably closer to the millhouse if I go this way, anyway, than if I … Continue reading

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