Surprising even myself, I dropped out of Columbia during my…
Somewhere between Amalfi and Capri, the sea turned indigo, depth…
We shared a taxi ride from the Marina Grande in…
My new home was a stone cottage with shutters on…
I lay awake that night, thinking about a letter from…
Maria Pia pointed in the direction of Grant’s study. “He…
That night, in the dining room, I met Holly Hampton…
I was late for Grant’s party, and could see from…
Grant left the island for Rome in mid-May, taking Holly…
At the beginning of his second month in Vietnam, Nicky…
In heading to Rome, Grant left a vacuum. At meals…
"She wanted to rub your back, and this cracks up…
Luigi Aurelio, the good father, was all beneficent angel as…
Father, I have sinned.
I kept hitting roadblocks with my own writing—failures of nerve…
Late one afternoon, toward the end of May, I came…
I sat one evening with Peter Duncan-Jones on the terrace…
As Nicky’s tour of duty lengthened, his letters from Vietnam…
I’d been given a part of Grant’s work-in-progress about Capri…
That evening I had been invited to the villa of…
The clock in the tower of San Michele la Croce…
For days I wandered around the Villa Clio in a…
In 1948, Graham Greene bought a small villa in Anacapri…
It was early morning, the only time of day in…
Marisa stood in the doorway of my cottage, wearing a…
“You’ve hurt Marisa’s feelings,” said Holly, coming upon me in…
Nigel and Nicola arrived on a blinding-bright morning on the…
"Hello?"…
Weather is here, wish you were beautiful.
Why do we always feel like idiots when talking to…
I rose before six, as the sea below was just…
Rains swept the island from the north one night in…
I took Nigel with me one afternoon in early August…
Chaos struck the following night.
The news about Nicky’s death had come from my father…
“We keeping talking to cheer ourselves up. To make it…
A fog lay on the water most of the way…
Holly and I became better friends, but every attempt I…
The steamy air cleared in late September, when the island…
I returned Love’s Body to Toni at the Villa Vecchia…
After my mother’s illness, my father assumed the role of…
I woke up early the next day, eager to leave…
“He’s quite hysterical,” said Holly, whom I met on my…
Before dinner, I carried my suitcase and knapsack to the…
The serpentine descent to the harbor by taxi was a…
I left Capri under cover of darkness, not thinking that…