5.1 DUMB HOTEL - THREEI take the plastic bag, remove the last three very salty peanuts from the wrapper and bring them to my mouth. I reach out to the glass and finish the yellowish liquid leftover. I did my best during the meeting with Gianni. Now, I can only defer to his decisions. And his wife’s.
The phone vibrates on the desk and Dad appears on the touchscreen. I take my eyes off the wording importing files, now at 96%, I grab my smartphone and utter an impeccable: «Hi dad, how are you?»
«Everything okay here Lally, where are you both?»
«Do you mean now?»
«Yes, are you home?»
«No, we’re at Pirata bar.»
«Tonight too?»
«Yeah» I reply, then I am quiet for a few moments. «Yes, we didn’t know what to do.»
«Got it. So, what time will you be here for lunch tomorrow? Mom has decided to
