Just like last year, as well as several years before last, I relish my return to Motovun. I talk to everyone I meet on Gradiziol and Borgo except those two families that would rather see me never again (“Those Two Families,” March 29, 2013). But there is one small difference this year among years: more and more people in the hilltown tell me point blank that the same two families cannot stand them, either. People like to say that there is something wrong with Motovun, which is forever pulled apart by all sorts of rivalries, but it seems that everything boils down to those two families and their closest friends. In the last analysis, it is only a handful of people who are driving the whole community apart. But when will everyone figure it out at last? The way things are shaping, I reckon it is a matter of months at most.