Jean-Baptiste-Camille Corot: The Colosseum: View from the Farnese Gardens, 1826
The Hawthornes Visit the Colosseum
The mosquito was dead within seconds of its bite, the victim’s blood smeared across Nathaniel’s fingers; the sting of his slap, the red imprint of his hand on his daughter Una’s thin white arm, worse by far, in the immediate aftermath, than the mosquito’s injury. Una looked sadly at her father, her eyes laden with worry at what, possibly, she had done wrong this time. His other daughter, Rose, his son, Julian, and his wife, Sophia, all turned to stare at him and Una, their countenance and posture in a familiar anxious confusion.
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Jenny McPhee 
Fabulous. Brava, Jenny. I love reading your fiction! So smart.