The Contessa’s Secret by Catharine Amato
The days go by in an ancient Italian town
And perhaps only the tourists notice
An old lady sitting on the steps of a monument.
To the locals, she’s just part of the scenery.
Her worldly possessions in plastic bags at her feet,
Her gaze fixed on the knife in her hand,
A poor old lady eating an apple,
Perhaps donated by a kindly grocer.
She is known as “The Contessa”.
No one knows why.
She has a secret.
She is the only one left who knows,
And she has her knife ready,
And it’s not for an apple.
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