Fiorella awoke with words and phrases popping out of her mouth--words and phrases from languages she studied many years ago, languages she thought had totally fled her brain. She's been doing that a lot lately, spouting Russian, German, Telugu, Latin, even French, Spanish, and Italian, which she had somehow managed to maneuver through on her own, plus her bits and pieces of Mandarin and an exclamation in Hindi.
It figures. Remember the four cornerstones of Fio's personal world are music, art, literature, and . . . . languages.
Now to check around Georgetown and see if anyone is running a Russian review class. Yeah, fat chance.
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