The Jaculyn & Rosemary Italian Road Show
Logically, my older sister Jaculyn asked, “Now what?” when we emerged from Malpensa Airport.
Not so logically, but ever so much me, I looked her straight in the eye and gave an honest answer, “I have no idea.”
I could tell she wanted to laugh, but was trying to turn that into an intense glare aimed at intimidating me. I pulled out papers thinking about the…