Borgo Sud

It is the darkest moment of the night, the one before dawn, when Adriana storms the door with a newborn in her arms. They hadn’t seen each other for a while, and her sister didn’t even know that she was expecting a child. But who is he running from? Is she really in danger? Adriana always brings a vital, impudent upheaval, but above all a resolute drive to face the truth. Even the most uncomfortable, or too bitter. So all of a sudden the rooms are filled with voices, doubts, questions. Entering the apartment of her sister and her husband, Adriana, disheveled and on the run, an apparent bringer of disorder, will point out the crack on which that marriage rests: Piero’s absences, his tenderness, his detached elegance, slowly take on a completely different value. Years later, a sudden phone call forces the narrator of this story to leave the French city where she has decided to live. She begins an endless night of travel – in which to put together memories of her – of her, which will take her back to Pescara, and precisely to Borgo Sud, the seaside area of the city. It is there, in that microcosm so impenetrable yet so welcoming, with its indisputable laws and its hospitable and rude people, that she will be able to discover what really happened, and perhaps make peace with the past. Donatella Di Pietrantonio returns after “L’Arminuta” with a tense and intimate novel, intense on every page, capable of holding together emotion and depth of gaze.