Fanny Savage has been married for twenty busy, packed years to a man very much in the public eye 'Our marriage grew and deepened' she reflects 'It went through troughs, blossomed, withered a little, blossomed again but it was never stagnant' Now, Fanny feels in need of breathing space and a change and finds herself on a plane to Italy There, settled in the lovely decaying Casa Rosa, among the vines and the olive trees, she has the solitude and the peace to reflect on her life Is she happy? Will she remain the Good Wife and, if so, what exactly does it mean?