i gave Giulia an envelope and watched her as she opened it. i felt strange. i would never see her again. i did not even want to, but i did not hate her. i had studied this woman. and i had learnt a lot about her. i could write a letter that she might have written herself. but all that meant nothing now.
Giulia Lazzari had one more surprise for me. she stopped me as i was leaving the room.
wait, she said. there's something you can do for me.
what's that?
i gave Chandra Lal apersent last year, she replied. it was a watch and it cost me twelve pounds. Can i have it back?