“Vespers,” said Vito when I saw him the following morning. I knew of the term and its historical meaning, so I didn’t have to prod my mentor to begin the day’s lesson.
The barista had already served Vito his espresso and cantucci by the time I arrived, so he returned to the table to bring my breakfast also.
cantucci“What began as a quiet devotion at the Church of the Holy Spirit quickly spiraled into a s*******r of the French and the invasion of the Aragonese. I’m sure Charles didn’t wake up that morning of March 30, 1282, prepared for those events.”
“Well, of course, all these things didn’t play out in a single day,” I commented, even though I knew the clear line that connected all the dots.
“Peter was plotting to take Sicily from Charles for a long time…”
“Wait. Peter who?” I knew t
