CHAPTER EIGHT

It was silence on the trip from the hotel to his place. I continue to stare out the window, trying to take in the vista of New York City on this beautiful, sunny day.

Giovanni breaks the silence near the halfway point of the trip by saying, "You'll meet my son later."

I look his way as a result of that.

“He had intended to go to the wedding but was prevented from doing so by a school trip.” He claims

I grimaced. Son? That surprises me. I was unaware that Giovanni had one. From what Vicki told me about Giovanni, I recall that neither she nor my parents or his mother mentioned having a son. That is very unusual to me.

“ I requested that your parents and my mother not tell you.” He added, as if he knew what was going through my head, "I wanted to be one to tell you.”

Why didn't they inform me about something this crucial? Instead, I started by asking, "Is he back now?"

Giovanni nods. “ Yes, and he is extremely pleased to meet you”.

Due to the fact that I will be residing with them, I made