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Era successo in fretta. Tatiana in
pochi mesi li aveva salutati, figli e
marito compresi. Quella mattina a
Tarcento, Mile e Luigi, si erano seduti
sullo stesso banco, dalla parte degli
amici di lei, come nei matrimoni,
ma non si erano rivolti la parola.
In realtà non si parlavano da oltre
cinquant’anni ed ora, eccoli lì, tutti
e due con lo stesso pensiero.
Ricordare Tatiana nel luogo dell’amore,
evidentemente di entrambi.
It had all happened so quickly.
In the space of a few months, Tatiana
had bed her children and husband
farewell. That morning in Tarcento,
Mile and Luigi had found themselves
seated in the same pew, on the side
reserved for her friends, just like
at weddings, but neither had uttered a
word. In truth, they hadn’t spoken for
over fifty years, and now here they
were, the two of them, thinking the
same thoughts. Both were clearly
recalling their love for Tatiana.
