An Italian Old Fashion Love

Chapter 8

I looked over at Mr. Astori and he smiled and winked at me. He was starting to prepare food for the customers that just came in. " Mr. Astori why do you not serve these anymore?" asking out of delight. " That was my Anna's recipe, we stopped serving them when she passed." he sighed "Mr. Astori I am sorry for asking" with sadden in his eyes he said "I am happy, I am Brodie has remembered his mamma's recipe and showed and taught you how to make it, I only trust you back here Shabella as well as Brodie" Mr. Astori can I take these to the customers for a free taste?" He smiled "yes you can" Brodie and Mr. Astori stood behind the counter waiting and watching me. I walked to the customers table " excuse me could you like to try some zappile? I mean zeppole? it's fried donut, some have custard and these three have chocolate and fruit on them."

They looked at me "they are free and the special of the day" I smiled they took two. "thank you" they said "your welcome" I started to walk back to the kitchen passed the both of them as they smiled at me. "soo?" I looked at them and they looked at me. Mr. Astori smiled at me and looked over at his son and nodded his head and walked away. Brodie smiled at me " you did good, the special of the day huh? he grinned at me. Walking back into the kitchen I placed the plate with three zeppoles left on it " that was fun" I said. Mr. Astori looked at me " would you or could you come in tomorrow and make some more, we can start serving them but I would need the help" I smiled " I have my follow up appointment tomorrow but I can come in after I am done."

He looked at me and came to me "your health comes first bambino, if you can't you can't but you will be in charge of making the zeppole" I smiled " Yes Mr. Astori I will help" he smiled and got back to work. It was almost closing time and the day went by fast it was a fun filled day. I thought to myself. I took off my apron and hung it back up then I grabbed my bag from behind the counter. " Good night Astori's, see you tomorrow" I walked out of the bakery and started to walk home. Mr. Astori looked at his son "she is a great lady, good for you, go get her tell her how you feel" he padded his son's arm and winked "I see a lot of your mother and myself in the both of you".

I got the hint that my father was trying to tell me. I took my apron off and walked out the front door and caught up with Shabella. "Shabella hold on" I said. She stopped, she looked beautiful in the moonlight. "yes Brodie?" She leaned against the outside walls of the bakery. I took her hand in mine. "I need to tell you something" he took a deep breath "two weeks ago there was a shooting downtown, I was the cop that was helping you and I don't know why I did not recognize you when you walked into the bakery the other day. I should have known, your to beautiful to forget and I tried everything I could for you that night and I feel like I have still failed. I would like to take you on a date to make it up to you is the least I could do" He grinned while waiting for what I would say.

I placed my hand on his cheek and smiled "I thank you for what you have done for me, but please don't think that you have failed me. You saved me and waited for ambulance to get to me an yes I would love to go on a date with you Brodie" I smiled. "how is Friday 6:00pm at the riverside?" he said. " Would you like me to walk you home." "I wouldn't mind the company" she smiled and walked along the side of her. We reached her house and she walked up the stairs "I have work Miss. Rose but I will see you Friday?" I smiled and started walking back to the bakery.