1 - Getting the ball rolling then...

She told everyone this day would come, at dinner parties, at the beach, she even had a long and boring conversation with my ballet teacher about how it would come to this, eventually. Funny how I don't remember any of their faces, the ones who smiled politely and nodded at her mad ramblings. I will never forget her face though; I will never forget Ginevra Agostini, the woman who pretended to be my mother.