I held out my arms. The grizzly leaned over and hugged me to him. I caught a glimpse of Alessandro, halfway to us, a chain saw in his hands. “This is Sergeant Teddy,” I told him, leaning my head against the soft fur. “He won’t hurt me. He’s a pacifist.” “Che gabbia di matti!” Alessandro said. We might be a bunch of lunatics, but it didn’t matter. I was finally
