“Aline threw a lamp. No one was expecting it, and the result was quite spectacular: It shattered against one of the dormer windows, and pieces of ceramic flew everywhere.

She stood up, dusting off her hands. "Everyone, BE QUIET AND LISTEN TO MY WIFE," she said. "Magnus, I know you make jokes when you're scared. I remember Rome." She gave him a surprisingly sweet smile. "But we have to focus." She turned to Helen. "Go on, honey. You're doing great."

She sat back down and folded her hands.

"She definitely has a temper," Emma whispered to Cristina. "I like it."

"Remind me to tell you about the frittata," Cristina whispered back.”