Back in the 1970s, life for an American living in Italy was truly “la dolce vita,” or “the sweet life.” I know, because I was a seminarian in Rome then.
First, the wife met with me. She poured out her heart, telling me how miserable she was in her marriage, putting all the blame on her husband.
There is no sorrow like the sorrow of a parent who has lost a child.
How is luck portioned out?
When a wildfire spreads through the grasslands and woodlands, it can be interpreted in different ways.
Having grown up with three brothers, I know that we can expect a certain amount of sibling rivalry in some situations.
A while back, someone gave me a cookbook containing recipes for one-dish meals.
Tourists who have visited farms while traveling abroad sometimes will have to step into an antiseptic solution to cleanse their shoes upon returning to the United States.