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clock, seeing that it was only seven A.M. I Stretched my arms and legs. I finally stood and shuffled my feet to the door.
    Pap a’ s door was open, peaking in, I saw he wasn't in his room. I followed to the stairs as I dragged myself one sleepy step at a time.
    “ Good morning . ” I yawned as I entered the kitchen in search of coffee.
    “ Good morning . ” Papa took a sip from his mug, his eyes barely rising in acknowledgement .“I’ m not going to have the time to take you home this morning. I have a meeting and need to get back to the city. Tony will take you home . ”
    I nodded, while holding the hot mug in my hands .“ No problem . ” I tapped my foot against the stone floor .“ Would it be okay if I came by for lunch? I could bring Galleys or we can go out somewhere if yo u’ d like . ” I bit the inside of my cheek hoping he would n’ t refuse. The disappointment circled him and I’ d never wanted to disappoint my Papa.
    “ Fine , ” He answered flatly not looking up from his newspaper.
    “ I was n’ t making that up, Papa . ” I stood and turned towards Sal .“ I was n’ t . ” I glared at him.
    He shrugged as he stood holding his body against the counter.
    I’ d known Sal and Tony my entire life. They were only a few years older than I was. If anything they were like really annoying big brothers.
    “ If h e’ d wanted to hurt you Isabella, he woul d’ ve. His story checks out. Ther e’ s nothing that I could do without proof. You know that . ”
    “ Because h e’ s made? Are you serious ? Yo u’ re the boss Papa . ” I began to walk from the kitchen. Flippantly I added .“ You know he thinks h e’ s going to marry me . ”
    “ And would that be so bad? H e’ s a good boy. A good Sicilian boy Isabella . ”
    What the fuck ?“ H e’ s not my type and h e’ s not a good boy, Papa . ” I answered with maybe a bit too much sass.
    “ Isabella watch how you speak to me . ” Papa growled. I jumped. I may be an adult but that sure as hell did n’ t matter to him. I’ d always be his baby and h e’ d always know best, so he kept telling me.
    “ Sorry . ” I was n’ t.
    “ Your type is a tattooed musician, Bell. You should find someone that could protect you. Provide for you . ” Sal chimed in.
    I purposely rolled my eyes .“ What about love ? ”
    Papa made a noise with his throat .“ Love is over rated in this world Isabella. People do n’ t know how to love one another anymore . ” he flipped the page of the paper loudly.
    “ Like you and Momma ? ” I leaned against Sal, resting my head on his arm.
    “ Exactly. Your momma was one of a kind . ” His eyes fell distant. He missed her so much. Sh e’ d been gone for ten years. H e’ d not even looked at another woman, that I knew of anyway. Of course I knew h e’ d never tell me if h e’ d found someone. But he'd married momma for life, Pap a’ s old school.
    “ She was . ” My eyes close. We all had a moment of silence until it was interrupted by Pap a’ s phone .“ Sagatori . ” He hissed.
    “ Tha t’ s my que . ” I said to Sal as I turned towards the stairs.
    Tony was sitting on the bottom step when I approached from around the corner .“I’ ll take you home today . ” 
    I nod.
    “I’ ll hurry . ”
    He stood, without another word then walked into the kitchen.
    When I’ d showered and changed into an oversized sweater, leggings, and boots, I pulled my long dark hair into a messy  bun on the top of my head, popped some gloss on my lips, a smudge of cream blush to my cheeks, and a few strokes of black mascara to my lashes and I was ready.
    I turned the cell phone off and tucked it back into the bag and hid it back inside the closet and left the room .“ Until the next adventure . ” I breathed.
    “ Ready ? ”
    “ Jesus ! ” I jumped .“ You scared the shit out of me Tony ! ” I said smacking his shoulder.
    “ Sorry, but i t’ s getting late and we need to go . ”
    “ Okay . ” He