A Small Hotel in Florence

A Small Hotel in Florence

Two twin-like English sisters ran the place. When we checked in, one asked, “Is it the case . . .?” The other finished, “It’s your honeymoon?”    It was. They handed us a key, and soon                     We had a tiny rooftop room—all bed.   By day the roof was open to the guests,An English breakfast served at their requestAnd cocktails poured from five to eight o’clock.But right at eight, the rooftop lift was locked.“Now Florence is . . . All …