One of Ours
Sophia Fontaine’s final trip to England didn’t go as planned. Not to put too fine a point on it, the country was not her cup of tea, and it had nothing to do with that disastrous Tosca at Covent Garden in ’99 when she’d tripped over Scarpio’s outstretched leg and fell, face first, onto the stage, breaking her nose. She remembered all too well, while nursing her aching nose and even more severely bruised psyche, how the sun seldom came out from behind rain-soaked clouds. London was always damp and cold — the houses and hotels vastly under heated — and everything was horribly...
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