Back Under a Dancing Star
Chapters (51)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise for Laura Wood
  3. Dedication
  4. Part One: England
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Part Two: Villa di Stelle
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Chapter Six
  12. Chapter Seven
  13. Chapter Eight
  14. Chapter Nine
  15. Chapter Ten
  16. Chapter Eleven
  17. Chapter Twelve
  18. Chapter Thirteen
  19. Chapter Fourteen
  20. Chapter Fifteen
  21. Chapter Sixteen
  22. Chapter Seventeen
  23. Chapter Eighteen
  24. Part Three: Villa di Stelle
  25. Chapter Nineteen
  26. Chapter Twenty
  27. Chapter Twenty-One
  28. Chapter Twenty-Two
  29. Chapter Twenty-Three
  30. Chapter Twenty-Four
  31. Chapter Twenty-Five
  32. Chapter Twenty-Six
  33. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  34. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  35. Part Four: Florence
  36. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  37. Chapter Thirty
  38. Chapter Thirty-One
  39. Chapter Thirty-Two
  40. Part Five: Villa Di Stelle
  41. Chapter Thirty-Three
  42. Chapter Thirty-Four
  43. Chapter Thirty-Five
  44. Chapter Thirty-Six
  45. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  46. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  47. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  48. Chapter Forty
  49. Epilogue: England
  50. Acknowledgements
  51. About the Author

Filomena’s laugh is throaty. “This doesn’t have to stop you,” she says, and something in my face must betray my surprise because she laughs again. “I think your uncle is right that you will find us horribly shocking.”

“Oh no,” I reply. “I’m just used to being the shocking one myself.”

Filomena regards me with an unblinking feline gaze. “Perhaps you have some Italian blood in you,” she says, and it sounds like a compliment. “Anyway, it is no matter about the bathing suit. I will have your uncle order some things for you. And some summer clothes perhaps.” She eyes my dress rather doubtfully. “You are not too warm in that?”

The truth is that I am rather warm. Although my dress is cotton, it’s quite thick with long sleeves and it’s also a pinch too tight. The heat here shimmers in the air, a different beast altogether from the weak English sunshine. “I suppose I am a bit,” I admit, feeling a trickle of perspiration on the back of my neck. “But Uncle Leo shouldn’t have to buy me clothes.”

“Do not worry about it.” Filomena is firm. “I will take your measurements myself later and then I will speak to him. It is fine.”

“All right,” I say doubtfully. I’m not sure my parents would like my uncle spending money on me, but Filomena seems very certain.

“So, you are going to explore?” she says, closing the subject.

“Yes. There’s actually a particular bird that I want to find.” Then I remember; if I’m going exploring then I’ll need my binoculars, and that means I need to track down both the car and its driver.

“Oh.” I hesitate. “Actually, there is another thing. The man who came to collect me yesterday – do you know where I can find him?”

“Ah!” Filomena arches a knowing eyebrow. “Another victim falls to Ben’s charms.”

“Charms?” It’s not exactly the first word that comes to mind.

“It is usually the way with Ben.” Filomena sips her coffee. “He has quite a reputation with the ladies, you see.”

“Well, I suppose he could be charming,” I say, a little doubtfully. “If he really put his mind to it.”

“I’m sure he would be pleased to hear you say so.” She sounds like she is trying not to laugh.

“I shouldn’t think he’d care much for my opinion either way,” I reply. “I don’t think he really … warmed to me. To be completely truthful, we had a little bit of a disagreement.”

Filomena smiles. “How intriguing. Well, Ben will be working in the grounds. When you find him, I’m sure the two of you can …” She pauses here, looking at me from underneath her eyelashes. “… make amends.”

Chapter Nine

CHAPTER NINE