Gregorio died three years ago, but in the phone book, Vittoria found a namesake. When her check was returned, she found another. And another and another until her correspondence reached someone who had no qualms with fraud. Drafting the monthly alimony check, curling the round letters of his name, positioning the stamp in the envelope’s corner, and placing that solitary, thin item in the letter box were all parts of a ritualistic penance Vittoria could not cease. The silence from the unscrupulous beneficiary prolonged the punishment Gregorio had long ago imposed for the heartbreak Vittoria had caused, thus keeping him alive.