Excerpts of letters from the Katie archive. January 24, 1999 Buono sera. Come sta? Gli spaghetti buono. Per favore, non capisco. Il bambino, Molly molu, dormire bene. [Good evening. How are you. The spaghetti good. Please, I don’t understand. The child, Molly, to sleep well.] That’s it. I can stand it no more. Arrivederci. Today I vacuumed the living room rug and found not a mouse, but just the tip of the snout, the part […]
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