Fifty-four: Emmilia Vitore

Fifty-four:

Emmilia Vitore

He had finally left me alone. I still had security guards with me. But he didn’t make me sleep in his bed when he realized I couldn’t remember what was happening. I stayed in a room with Tori. Galileo went to work on trying to find out what had happened with his father. On our third day back in the city, there was a knock on the door. “Emmilia? Are you there?” I recognized the voice. It was Vera, Galileo’s mother.

I had been with Tori in the kitchen. I had made us sandwiches and drinks. We were sitting at the counter. “Who is that, Mommy?” Tori asked.

I got up from the counter. “Give me a moment, honey. Stay right there.”

I went to the door. “Vera, is that you?”

“Yes,” she said, “can you open the door please? I don’t have a key and the security guards won’t open it for me. Which is ridiculous, because I’m Galileo’s mother.”

“I would like to see her. She’s my daughter’s grandmother. Please, let her in.” I wa