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Familial affection was in evidence during dinner, and Francesca relaxed in the warmth of it. There were gifts to distribute that she’d collected in Rome, and the photographer appeared at their table right on cue.
If Madeline knew it was a set-up, she didn’t let on. It was enough that she and her children would appear on the social pages, their names in print.
Sunday brought abnormally high summer temperatures, and Francesca was glad she’d made arrangements to join her mother for a day cruising the harbour on a friend’s boat. The breeze made for pleasant conditions, and for the first time in ages she slept the night through, rising later than usual the next morning at the start of what promised to be a hectic week.
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