Everyone has heard of the Godfathers the definitive representation of what it is to be an Italian Mafioso, from the dusty mountainside of Sicily to the posh New York avenues.
Some choose to leave the fatherland for greener pastures; some turn the du...
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It was a Saturday morning and I wanted to sleep a little late, although it's not in my nature to act in that manner but the workload of school and extra work of babysitting Giovanni can take its toll, hence I require some extra time for myself.
My plans for some much needed "me-time" were spoilt by continuous knocks on the door. I jumped out of my bed angrily and rushed to open the door. The sight that awaited me increased my anger tenfold. Standing in front of me was a man I hated with every cell in my body, my dad.
"What do you want, that too so early in the morning?" "The Romano family has arranged for a picnic in the private forest they own and have invited our entire family" On hearing this I thought to myself 'I don't want to go there alone or spend my free time with Giovanni' then I remembered about Emilia. "Emilia will be joining us there?" I enquired. "Yes, she will be coming along with us" my dad said.
I breathed a sigh of relief, at least with Emilia around I won't have to worry about getting lonely and isolated during the picnic. I told him that I needed some time to get ready and he smiled and closed the door behind him as he went downstairs. I finished with my morning routine, took a quick shower and applied light makeup and some sunscreen as it was a sunny day. I looked in my wardrobe for a dress which will be appropriate for the occasion, initially I was at my wits end but finally I managed to find the perfect dress, a medium length light blue colour dress, I paired it with a flat sandals.
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I gave one final look in the mirror, after my heart's satisfaction I walked downstairs to see Emilia seated on the couch waiting for me. She had tied her hair in a bun and was wearing a lovely yellow dress, we greeted each other and exchanged a warm hug and then headed straight for the car.
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