“Sorry, Dad. Didn’t mean to make things awkward.” I join him on the front porch, expecting him to tease me and laugh off the situation, but instead, an unusual wariness darkens his already umber eyes.
“I heard about your date the other night. I didn’t say anything at the time, but I don’t think Nevio is a good idea.” Daddy’s caution speaks louder in my ears than most. I’m surprised to hear him say anything against Nevio.
“I thought you liked him.”
“I do. Nevio is a good man, but—” He looks around as if searching the trees for the right thing to say. “That doesn’t mean I think he’s good for you. I may not be an active part of the Giordano family, but I still hear things.”
“You’ve heard something bad about Nevio?” He’s always so pleasant and laid-back. It’s hard to imagine he’s capable o
