Nach demEssen deckten die Servierjungen ab und wuschen das Geschirr ab. Wer amTisch sa? durfte die Serviette ablegen und sich leise mit den Anderenun...erhalten. Die Lehrerinnen achteten streng darauf dass keineAlbernheiten oder lautes Reden zu h?ren war. Wer sich zu vorwitziggeb?rdete wurde bis zum Schulschluss geknebelt. Bevor es mit demUnterricht weiter ging wurden wir f?r eine halbe Stunde in den Gartengef?hrt. Hier durften wir umhergehen und ein wenig die frische Luftgenie?en. Beim Gehen. I rose to take her hand and calm her."Anna Maria, what is it? What has happened?" The police. The police in Foggia called me. They have found my husband. He is dead! Do you hear? He is dead!"Her eyes were wide and alive, but not with fear or regret. It was excitement I saw on her face."Did they say how his death came about?" No. They did say it was a homicide and they would contact me soon to discuss matters with me. Why would they want to talk to me?" It is normal police procedure. If a crime. As far as I was concerned, the supermarket was for booze. Oh, and cigarettes. I had started smoking.Not sure why, I had never smoked before.A quick shower to wash away - well - I couldn't actually think why I bothered. I sweated all day in the heat and the humidity, and would start to smell as soon as I stepped out into the big bad world. Certainly by the time I arrived at work, I would be all sweaty - it was a 2 k walk without a car. Habit, I suppose.Once upon a time, a hot shower of a morning. We just need to reconnect and start a new relationship." She had no script. She kept stringing together thoughts, trying to find a coherant path. His hands still working, Jimmy turned his head to her, curious what she could possibly mean. They were to start a new relationship? Was this the start of a "it's time to move out" conversation? Jimmy squirmed inwardly, conflicted. "Jimmy, let me say that I am a bitch a lot of the time. Basically for all of your life. And while any son will annoy his.