a
dicate SUV with tinted window
he dead leaves in the yar
Franco's mother, Carmela Viti
ne designer coat
wooden cabin, then at the
wisted wit
u, Antonia," Carmela sne
porch. "How d
heap telephone you bought," Ca
you. You abandoned your duties while
the mountain," I
hand. "It was a joke. You
t died,
ng, are you not? You are too
designer bag, pulling o
onto the dir
. An allowance. Buy some decent clothes and co
lying in the dirt. "I alr
r voice honing to a sharp p
me remind you of something, little girl. F
ill owes us one hundr
at my chest. "If you divor
burse the Vitiello Family for every cent
tree line, carrying a massive bu
ped her head
d before a cruel, victorious
e sleeping with the hired help. You broke
e," I said, step
ressed Dante. "Who are you? This is Vitiello Fa
d not an
ing the heavy wood onto t
," Dante said calmly, brushi
n, she would be dead. Blame
She pulled out her phone wi
She snapped a photo of Dante by the wo
atened. "He will divorce you. He will leave
d. "I am not going
arching back to the SU
n the gas, and the h
a small green sapling Dante had just plant
neeling in the dirt to caref
ettle, a cold dread
to frame me. She was giving Franco the
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