The Good Left Undone

by Adriana Trigiani

“I’m breaking down like a used car.” She sighed. “As long as it still runs and gets you where you want to go, who cares?” Olimpio kissed his wife good night. “Even when we’re broken, we’re beautiful.”

Her father removed his hat and held it over his chest so his daughter would not see his heart break.

I want you to realize that this whole thing is just a grand adventure. A fine show. The trick is to play in it and look at it at the same time. . . . The more kinds of people you see, the more things you do, and the more things that happen to you, the richer you are. Even if they’re not pleasant things. That’s living . . .