An Interview With Myself
by Rita Siligato
Q: You are writing many short stories about Redenta. Is she a fictional character?
A: She is a real person, a distant relative...
Hug Room, 2021
by Rita Siligato
She is dressing up for her sister, in a red linen dress with matching sandals. Ondina has been in a retirement home...
Easter, 1960 circa
by Rita Siligato
“Redenta! Have you set the table already?”
Mama was terrible, as far as the religious holidays were concerned.
She wasn’t a practicing Catholic: she went...
Trieste – Liverpool, the 80’s
by Rita Siligato
The telephone rang: Christmas eve, nearly six in the afternoon. Redenta was cooking lasagna; she rinsed her hands before answering, taking her...
Mr Please
by Rita Siligato
She is sitting up in bed with a book. There is no one else at home. She has not heard the alarm,...
Another Difficult Decision
by Rita Siligato
Seven o’clock in the morning: in the dark, Redenta hears the familiar chimes of the City Hall clock and the buzzing of...
Via Commerciale in the ’60
by Rita Siligato
Back then, everyone walked a lot. On a Sunday, when the men were at home off from work – “Why the men?”,...
Tea for Two
by Rita Siligato
Brr brr… Brr brr…
She is now accustomed to the peculiar sound of a British ringtone. She owns a brand new smartphone –...
The White Dress
by Rita Siligato
“I thold you to stand thtill!!!”, said Marina. One by one she removed the pins she was holding between her lips, sticking...
The Unexpected Visit
by Rita Siligato
“Aunt Redenta? Duncan here…”
“Duncane, dear!”
She hasn’t figured out how to memorize a telephone number on her brand new cellphone yet. Every call...
