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The Grape Detective Story
by Patricia Turner
Uncle Favio sat in the backyard enjoying his cigar. He was watching over the muscadine grapes along our back fence, entwined with the wisteria vines. Something kept stealing the grapes and Uncle was determined to catch the villain.
Having recently emigrated from Tuscany, he had to make do with muscadine wine in our Alabama climes and actually acquired a taste for it.
"Teppisti no good!" He shook his fist in the air upon discovering that something or someone was eating the grapes.
"He's saying 'no good hoodlums'," Mom translated.
"How's he know its hoodlums?" I asked.
Mom shrugged her shoulders and laughed.
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