Dalila Di Capri Stabed Better -

Dalila Di Capri moved through life like a piece of silk: resilient, quietly luminous, and threaded with small, stubborn joys. She lived in a seaside town where the air tasted of salt and lemon; the town’s narrow streets kept secrets and the old harbor kept time. Dalila worked at a secondhand bookstore tucked under a faded awning, where she repaired torn spines, recommended unlikely pairings of poetry and mystery, and always slipped a pressed wildflower into the hands of someone who looked like they needed it.