Epilogue
Paolo
“The food was exquisite,” Ma gushes as the waitstaff clear our plates. It’s the soft opening of Giovanni’s, Marissa and Gio’s new downtown restaurant. Gio bought a commercial property right on the lake near their apartment, with wall-to-wall windows looking out over the water. People will come here for the views alone, never mind Marissa’s food. Although based on the family gathering she hosted last week and what I tasted tonight, she’s going to knock that part out of the park, too.
And the piano? I don’t know why it makes me laugh my a*s off. Maybe just because I remember Gio dreaming of his piano bar when he was like six years old.
And now he’s doing it.
Why the f**k not?
The guy came back from the dead. That would make me want to pursue all my lost opportunities, to
