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Giuseppe wasn't looking at Maria as she spoke, but instead studied the flames. The thought of never returning to his homeland was distressing, but the thought of going back to that empty, hollowed house was somewhat worse. He could survive it, of course, but Maria here, holding his arm close to her own, was so much sweeter. Unconciously, he moved closer to her, so that side-by-side, their bodies touched. "Lei ciò vorrebbe? Per essere una famiglia ancora, veramente?" He turned to look at her, his dark gold eyes making a study of the expression on her face.
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