There's a dead woman lying crumpled and in the way people can't go past they have to stop and gawp and now there's sirens and cars squealing around corners and the polizia arrive rush over and stop look at each other another woman crumpled and still no answer or rather wrong answers firmly held by wrong people but dottoressa knows there's no answer yet and she goes home and cooks and helps with the homework and then she's in bed and the telephone squeals so she untangles her husband and she's driving and staring at the slippery roadway while the tergicristalli slap and slap and then she's staring down at another crumpled woman and then piano piano she raises her head looks straight ahead and out there where no one but she can see it is the answer.
