The Slow Train To Milan

To Lizaveta, César remained as much of an enigma after two years of their nomadic exile together as he had that first day in Clapham when he took up his peculiar vigil in her mother’s kitchen and showed no signs of shifting out of her life, ever. ‘South America,’ this total stranger had pronounced unaccountably and then had fallen silent until hours later when Lisaveta decided to introduce herself. in response to her name he repli...