Promised to the Tyrant

sen

st for me to watch anymore. As I look away, putting me head down I hear a loud gut-wre

? I start looking around from the car window trying to sp

must not go out. I kee

ment, I step out of the car and

ter

nteraction with my father, my mind still trying to process what ha

the awkward silence that my father had

t this through”, but nana’s usually sure voice failed

think too much about this.” Mar

d wanting to know

account before you prepare breakfast tomorrow. You were so keen on doing it, I would hate for you to not

ria is right I can’t disappoint him; this was the fir

ack all m

cially after the twin’s birth. But nana has always been able to convince my father that it will not have a good

I had ever known. They had always provided for

em; my life could have been a lot worse. And it’s not just what they had done, I had no one else in my life these w

school, or rather library where I spent the left-over time. I have never had time to make friends or e

his is all I h

y with nana, I really won’t mind. I w

y belongings, I don’t have that much, just an old trunk that has

bag along with other school supplies. As I am closing my school bag I start to wonder if I will be allowed to continue school

ous worries try to make their way back in my head, but they soon lose the fig

ep” “Bee

t’s 5am, my body’s biological clock robotic

kfast & cleaning. In the back of my mind I am aware that I also

the kitchen. Luckily, I am also done with my statement of accounts. I have been s

I collect the statement of acc

re you able to compile the supp

log, I think but don’t say “Uh-um, I can

right after breakfast. I hope you are packed, right? The Luciano family home is in upstate New jersey. We ne

ss, I had so much to do that previous night’s events in my head seemed like a disturbing distant d

quickly go change. And come back down with your ba

I am tongue tied. “I am going to li

t me & asks “Why is Omerta packi

th a cold voice. The twins look uncertain because he is always very warm & loving w

ome after the brunc

king me directly in my eyes, acknowled

has acknowledged me in my lifetime, & despite the questions in my head, all

he boot. Maria gets in and asks me check on nana to see if she needs any

cords for all the girls in the Mafioso a few week

, women have no role in the maf

ill publicly announce it today” fath

you hidi

continue, my fat

can’t be late. I will have to take this” he said hurrying o

she gave me a reassuring smile, assuming I h

do you ne

don’t you worry. It’

father has left me more worried than I originally was. My mind has sta

nvited for today’s brunch, I never go? Could it be the Italy scholarship that they had announced, but I

ut is telling me that I am right to be worri

I see the only home that I hav