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Abriana’s heart jumped to her throat as she felt something skitter past her feet.
She cursed silently.
Though the vintage rococo architecture had managed to maintain some of its elegance through the years, Villa Grimaldi wasn’t what it used to be.
‘Nonna Margherita!’ she complained to the old woman by the balcony, ‘We simply must do something about these pests.’
Their noises made sleep impossible.
The contessa raised delicate eyebrows at her granddaughter then sighed in resignation. ‘Oh, alright!’
The very next morning, all guests had checked out of the hotel, bothered by the haunted sounds.
Abriana savored the silence.
© 2013 K.Z. Morano