I don't know whether to be thrilled, or furious.
When my husband and I went to Rome to do research for Sacred Fire, my novel about the Vestal Virgins, the first thing we went to see was the Palatine hill. Half-way through, I saw the forum down below us out of the corner of my eye. I saw Vesta's temple.
My husband wanted to sneak our way into a tour group passing nearby, but I couldn't be still. I grabbed his arm and dragged him down the hill to see it.
I'd spent so long piecing together clues from ancient history, trying to figure out how the vestals lived, and all the secrets used to be right in front of me. I was only six feet away from where the sacred fire burned for almost a thousand years.
I knew not going into the vestal house would always be a regret.
The other day I was googling Vestal Virgins to see if anything new has been posted, and I made quite the discovery; the house of the vestals is open again. I missed it! But maybe someday I'll go to Rome again, and then I'll see it.