Costanza e buoni propositi
Anything she would have thought, but not to be a paleopathologist after graduating from medical school. Not of living in Verona, so far from Messina, her home. Not of having a small child, the funny Flora. Not to track down the child’s father after several years, to find him as charming as when she first met him and to find him perfect with Flora. Not of still having feelings for said father. Not to be able to boast a fair collection of embarrassing situations and experiences. Constance Macallé’s life can be said, in short, to be quite troubled. Yet the 30-year-old with unruly red hair and a coat too light for the northern winter can count on a few but very good aces up her sleeve that help her face life’s sﬁde day after day: her colleagues at the Institute of Paleopathology, her sister Antoinette, an innate ability to get back up at every fall, the knowledge that she can count on her own strength and the dogged determination of someone who knows how to get by even with little. Because the important thing is to always have good intentions.
The new life Constance has just begun to build, however, may be about to change once again. Her job as a doctor is still at the top of her wish list, and Marco, Flora’s father, is still in the process of getting married. Constance will then have to deal with important decisions to make, hearts unwilling to listen to their brains, and a Milanese archaeological site that brings to light an incredible mystery from the city’s medieval past. And above all, with the possibility that, after all, those good intentions are just illusions.