Shadows in the Sun Page #2

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you think you can understand me?

- Well, yes.

- Well, you can't.

Actually, Mr. Parish,

I think if you were to give me...

Look, you made your pitch, I'm not interested.

- But I'm not finished.

- Yes, you are.

[Whistling]

That's Bruno.

Bruno dislikes strangers more than I do.

[Barking]

- Now would be a good time to start running.

- What?

Oh, my God. Oh, my God!

[Laughing]

[Thudding]

[Groaning]

[Cell phone ringing]

F***.

- Hello.

- Ah, Jeremy.

How's it going over there?

Hello, sir.

[Clicking tongue] Not well.

Well, did you meet him?

- Oh, yes. Yes, I met him.

- What's he like?

Hmm.

The word "unstable" comes to mind.

Well, show me an artist that isnt, eh?

Well, I think I can say

with a great deal of confidence...

that the man is not interested in writing.

Well, it is up to you to convince him.

I'm expecting results, Jeremy.

Jeremy?

Jeremy, are you there?

Yes, yes. Sorry, I'm still here,

but you know what? I've actually...

I've gotta run right now.

Can I call you back later?

Perfect. Thank you. Bye.

[Women chattering in Italian]

[Footsteps clattering]

WOMEN:
Ciao.

- Hi.

- Hi.

I heard about what happened this afternoon.

The dog. Yeah.

Yeah, your father's a very funny man.

I'm so sorry. I tried to warn you.

So, where are you going?

- I was actually just looking for a place to eat.

- Oh. Okay, well, there's only one place.

You would like that I take you?

- Yes. Yes, I would.

- Come.

Have you decided?

- No. We haven't seen the menus yet.

- There is no menu, only specials.

[People chattering]

Okay, then what are the specials?

Mixed green salad and spaghetti with pesto.

- Anything else?

- No.

Perfect. Then can I have a mixed green salad

and some spaghetti with pesto?

- Excellent choice. Isabella?

- I've eaten.

All right.

You know, if you've eaten,

you really don't have to stay here with me.

No. People shouldn't eat alone.

I eat alone all the time, so I'm used to it.

You changed your hair. It looks good.

Really?

Thank you.

So, Isabella...

what is it that you do here?

I work with my horses, I help with the vineyard.

That doesn't sound too bad to me.

Your father seems to have adapted well.

Well, my father is not an ordinary man.

Why do you want him to write so bad?

Well...

- Honestly?

- Mmm-hmm.

When I was 12 years old,

I broke my collarbone...

so I had to stay in bed for five weeks.

And I don't know if you've ever tried...

but it's not easy

to keep a 12-year-old in bed for five weeks.

One day, my aunt brings me a book...

The Shadow Dancer by Weldon Parish...

and, as I'm reading this book...

something absolutely miraculous

happens to me.

I am transported into a different world...

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