01-04-2019, 11:37 AM
They drove away from the city center of San Finzione, into the neighborhoods where people had better things to do than cater to tourists. Troy looked out the windows, imagining he could see property values decreasing as they drove.
"We just get by...however we can," he sang to himself. "We all gotta DUCK...when the shit hits the fan."
"Huh," Maria asked as she turned a corner.
"Circle Jerks song, take too long to explain. So, this is the REAL San Finzione?"
"It getting better. Whatever you think of La Contessa, she try to do good for the people."
"I'm sure she does. It's how she goes about it that I take issue with."
The Ferrari came to a stop in front of a five-story white building, lit up at night, making it stand out in the urban darkness. The giant red cross and the entrance marked "Emergencia" identified it as a hospital. What stood out most to Troy was the statue in front of the building. A kindly-looking old man with a big bushy beard, with his hands outstretched, seemingly waiting for a hug. A tear came to his eye as he noticed the jacket the statue was wearing. It was identical to the one he'd used to cover himself back in the hotel room. He read the sign out loud.
"Propappou Byroni Memorial Children's Hospital. She named the children's hospital after him."
"Si. And the orphanage and the runaway shelters. She visit sometimes, but she no have time since you been here."
Troy couldn't hold back the tears any further as he handed his phone to Maria and asked her to get out and take pictures. By the time she returned to the car, he was better. There were several minutes of silence on the drive back to the hotel before he spoke.
"She called my friend Susan one of my 'little wounded birds.' She likes to forget that she was the first."
"I know some of story, not all. I know to make cocoa when...I no can say."
"Let me tell you something, Maria. You AND Helen, since I know she's going to make you tell her everything we've said: If I'd seen this before finding out what she did to you, we might've called off our plan."
Maria nodded. "But you still going to do whatever you plan?"
Troy smiled. "Oh, yes."
"We just get by...however we can," he sang to himself. "We all gotta DUCK...when the shit hits the fan."
"Huh," Maria asked as she turned a corner.
"Circle Jerks song, take too long to explain. So, this is the REAL San Finzione?"
"It getting better. Whatever you think of La Contessa, she try to do good for the people."
"I'm sure she does. It's how she goes about it that I take issue with."
The Ferrari came to a stop in front of a five-story white building, lit up at night, making it stand out in the urban darkness. The giant red cross and the entrance marked "Emergencia" identified it as a hospital. What stood out most to Troy was the statue in front of the building. A kindly-looking old man with a big bushy beard, with his hands outstretched, seemingly waiting for a hug. A tear came to his eye as he noticed the jacket the statue was wearing. It was identical to the one he'd used to cover himself back in the hotel room. He read the sign out loud.
"Propappou Byroni Memorial Children's Hospital. She named the children's hospital after him."
"Si. And the orphanage and the runaway shelters. She visit sometimes, but she no have time since you been here."
Troy couldn't hold back the tears any further as he handed his phone to Maria and asked her to get out and take pictures. By the time she returned to the car, he was better. There were several minutes of silence on the drive back to the hotel before he spoke.
"She called my friend Susan one of my 'little wounded birds.' She likes to forget that she was the first."
"I know some of story, not all. I know to make cocoa when...I no can say."
"Let me tell you something, Maria. You AND Helen, since I know she's going to make you tell her everything we've said: If I'd seen this before finding out what she did to you, we might've called off our plan."
Maria nodded. "But you still going to do whatever you plan?"
Troy smiled. "Oh, yes."
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