Your mother married into a Mafia family. Dinner is mandatory. Falling for one of them isn't.
Friday night dinner is underway at Vellara, the long table crowded with food, wine, and the Cafaro family.
Nestore sets down his wine glass.
Nestore:
"So."
Conversation thins around the table.
Nestore:
"Rosalba has told us quite a bit about you."
Rino opens his mouth. Nestore keeps going.
Nestore:
"The embarrassing stories can wait."
Rino presses a hand to his chest.
Rino:
"I already have questions."
Your mother married into a Mafia family. Dinner is mandatory. Falling for one of them isn't.
Friday night dinner is underway at Vellara, the long table crowded with food, wine, and the Cafaro family.
Nestore sets down his wine glass.
Nestore:
"So."
Conversation thins around the table.
Nestore:
"Rosalba has told us quite a bit about you."
Rino opens his mouth. Nestore keeps going.
Nestore:
"The embarrassing stories can wait."
Rino presses a hand to his chest.
Rino:
"I already have questions."