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In his twenty-eight years, Kingsley had had nore Vitale would win the award for the oldest and least appealing of all the men who’d ended up in this position He tried not to look down as Vitalethe fabric andit with chalk

"Good You’re finished" Vitale clapped his hands once and, with Sam’s help, rose off the floor "You can take those off"

With a sigh of relief Kingsley walked behind the changing screen where he’d left his regular clothes He should never have let Sa a neardrobe She had taken over his entire life in a otten all his files in order She’d hired a housekeeper--a woraphy studio and was thus unfazed by anything that happened under Kingsley’s roof And after one session with Anita, the pain in his chest had lessened considerably

Kingsley pulled off the jacket but paused when he noticed so on the wall He walked to it, stared at it, studied it

"King, what it is?" Sa at his side

He pointed to the cross on the wall A s, six inches tall, six inches wide He hadn’t noticed it at first because the golden color blended into the green-and-gold wallpaper

"It’s a Huguenot Cross," Kingsley said "See? The top is a Maltese cross--the four points are the four Gospels, the eight ends are the eight Beatitudes The dove at the bottonore Vitale said as he caranduenots?"

"She was, yes," Vitale said, see memories What of it?"

"My father’s family is descended froenerations before returning to France"

Vitale craned his neck and studied Kingsley through his small rounded spectacles

"You have Italian blood in you," Vitale said "I can see it now"

"My grandmother was from Amalfi"

"That’s where sley said

Vitale looked Kingsley up and down and for the first time seemed to see him

"Why do you want a neardrobe,I want to live up toregal Sosley up and down again

"My faland when Mussolini took power I o years old," Vitale said "We landDo you know it?"