• Michelle Fix

Prologue - Curtains

Updated: Oct 15, 2020

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Alba possessed a variety of curtains, all of them made from the finest textiles available in France or Italy and she used them well, opening and closing one after the other to present what she thought you’d want to see at that moment. Her life was like a fabric fun-house mirror. No reflections though - as you can catch a glimpse of the truth in a mirror. No. Just curtains opening and closing to the many versions of herself she had created over the years.

Roberta certainly didn’t realize which curtain would finally rise up and what it would reveal and she certainly didn’t see this as the inauspicious wrap-up of her ambitious plan to create an American version of luxury powerhouses LVMH or Pinault Printemps Redoute. But here she was, watching from her town car as the last moving truck trundled down East 63rd Street on its way up to Brookline and she headed to LaGuardia to catch the shuttle to Boston. A final, very familiar, journey from the Upper East Side of Manhattan.


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