Summer Month In Italy Jun 2026

Here’s a draft of a short story about a summer month in Italy.

On the last day, I sat on the stone wall one final time. The fig tree had given everything it had; the branches were heavy and low. Loredana came out with two glasses and a bottle of her own wine, pale gold and slightly cloudy. We didn’t speak. We just watched the sun drop behind the hills, and when it was gone, she touched my arm and said, Torna. Come back. summer month in italy