Leaning over the balcony with a glass of wine in hand, Darby was more interested in her phone than in the landscape by the villa. She had taken the opportunity of being abroad to check out the local Tinder scene, swiping through photos left and right absentmindedly. Briefly, she registered Alya standing near her, grinning as she whipped around, holding out her phone. “This guy just invited me to his daughter’s recital next weekend. Think I’m ready to be an Italian stepmom? My inspiration is Meredith in The Parent Trap,” Darby enthused, nearly breathless, taking another sip of Merlot. The wind picked up, whipping her hair around, lacy dress fluttering around her, the girl having to hold down one side with her fist. “You want any wine? I found a cellar downstairs. Could raid it again.” @alyabarot
