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I found the villa on one of those sites that advertise derelict homes to wealthy Americans. Hovering over a small village, Villa Aurora Nuova looked like something you might see in a book about Palladio, though shadowed by overgrowth that sought to reclaim the land. After the darkness that followed Dee’s death, I felt I was due a new dawn.
The agency that brokered the sale sent videos of the entire place so I wasn’t blind about what I was getting. Though each of the rooms had the detritus of disuse, the plaster and floorboards seemed to be in good shape. After Dee’s hospital bills, I wanted a change and somehow, I could still afford a 15c villa in my ancestral Italy.
