Authors: S. W. Frank
Tags: #Literature & Fiction, #United States, #African American, #Romance, #Anthologies
and gave a peck to A
mafia men f
away like dark clouds of smoke
into the morning air
discreetly at his
. The edge of his sensual
scended in displeasure. The plane carrying
arrived hours ago
He would know, since he’d flown the
times over the years and
unless something unforeseen occurred, it should have
landed all ready
Troy assured him everything was fine but the man
ade some fake-ass excuse about being in a holding pattern
calm masked the
each passing hour.
The funeral was
at one o’clock
. He worried for his family and
until they were at his
The sky-blue eyes remained
however his thoughts were elsewhere. The tension caused
o the casual observer
he was a handsome statute, yet
it’s his cousin Giuseppe who
sensed his discomfort
our woman will be here
, besides she cannot run away on a plane
scowled and his
capped temper flared,
It’s more than
hours behind schedule
I want to know
where my family is
close to Alberti’s
coffin until the funeral
must be held within
of death but not before 24 hours elapsed.
Tradition was practiced
Alberti was a
. He was
the love of her life
honor him in this
fly off to heaven when it
cynical about such things.
were certain to give him a seat in Satan’s home
and that’s where he’d make his bed
. Bianca disagreed
eneath the actions of the complicate
d man was
a caring soul with many
ness to others
. Alberti was
wrong, he was going to the highest tower with Semira
; Bianca was
placed outside the family home and on special boards outside
She requested th
visitors abstain from
Yet, many came with the
anyway. Some habits were difficult to break
, she supposed
She missed Alberti. She’d always smile at
. Men like him were few. Today’s breed lacked polished manners and chivalry.
‘Oh, my love. I
You were the best father and husband
She touched the ebony coffin
he ensured he received the best
was spared, it was pittance
to what she’d lost.
She would trade
to have him beside her –but wishes were for wells
. The coins
tossed in th
sinking fantasies. He
was gone and another chapter in her life
It frightened her,
especially since she’d been
half her life.
was considered relatively
young, but at the moment she felt withered and tired without her man. She drew in a deep breath
was handsome, like his father but far more intense. His dark eyes were solemn and troubled. Last night he sat with her and they talked long into the night.
They were about the same age
and she found the information amusing. Of course, Alberti would have other children. How could she have been so naïve to think otherwise? He was after-all more than twenty years her senior and a handsome virile man.
and had two sons.
were twins like her daughters
Evangeline and Madeline
were ecstatic to learn they had an older brother
and a handsome one to boot
. Sixteen year-olds are bold and have no qualms about prying. Soon,
they had him
talking about his
and their antics. Bianca saw the light return to his eyes
during the conversation, and
then it faded when the girls were sent to bed. It touched her heart when the girl’s hugged him
kissed his cheek
Evangeline, the eldest by two minutes said to her new brother, “You must be what papa looked like when he was young.
sent us a gift.
Bianca wiped a tear away at the memory and when she looked up again, Nico approached. He knelt in front of her and took her hand, “You okay?”
She summoned her bravest smile, “
Sto bene, grazie.”
He caressed her fingers,
Sono qui, fare una pausa.”
Nico had a caring heart like his father. She
gripped his hands and raised them to her chin as she leaned forward. Her
was tight and motherly,
“Go to her Nico. Do not take love or life
I loved your father beyond words; it is that love which sustains me.
make your happiness, capisce?
promise and looked away
as if she spoke to a child
“I do not need rescuing from my grief
mi andrà bene
Nico stood and returned to his seat
the woman for any sign of
The hushed conversation taking place nearby was not lost during his watch.
“Did the flowers get sent to the Peglesi’s?” Alfonzo asked Lou who stood over his shoulder.
is taken care of.
went silent when
He recognized the Italian shipping magnate Bruno DeMarco and his sons.
, “DeMarco and his lot.”
The men neared the
hey all paid their respects to the Giacanti’s and traipsed to the
side; all except their father.
haughty gaze settled on Nico, “
The dark eyes of the older gent traveled to the cousins, “
Stesso a ciascuno
Giuseppe nodded, “
“I knew your father
. He was a good friend.” Bruno said in fluent Spanish, taking the
by surprise. Bruno had not formerly met Alfonzo, yet in person the
uncanny. He even
cynical slanted eyebrow.
eyes didn’t flinch. They were
Bruno smirked, “Before you leave
we talk, yes?”
, we have
nothing to talk about.
Luzo’s dead and that's the end of the conversation.”
Then he e
yed Alfonzo’s ring
man was given the highest honor in organized crime. From his countenance he was a lethal exactor, yet
some say was
a man of reason,
was not. It is logic, which instilled respect rather than unnecessary
would need it in order to
deal with the many families.