The Enchanted April Chapter 13

In which the four ladies at San Salvatore settle into a sunlit stillness that belies their inward restlessness and silent musings, each stirred and transformed in her own distinct manner by the enchanting Italian spring. Their solitary wanderings, thoughtful pauses, and quiet interactions reveal subtle ripples of consciousness and unspoken yearnings, whilst the servants watch on, puzzled by the apparent inertia of their intriguing guests.