Chapter 3

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Chapter 3 “Mama!” “Angelo!” Her tone, as strident as his, brought him to a halt. “What you got to yell for?” Her son blushed. A grown man of thirty, newly married, and a successful restaurateur and she could still make him blush. He was so sweet. It made her feel all motherly inside. It also made her feel old, and she didn’t like that at all. “Now,” she took him by the hand and led him over to the stainless steel prep table to one side of the kitchen. The tubs of the iced black sea bass filled one end. A big wheel of Parmigiano-Reggiano cheese, dusky inside its thick rind and ready for breakdown, sat on the other. He dragged against her, but she was firm. The last thing Nora or Manuel needed during their lunch preparations was whatever had upset her son. Then she spotted the newspaper

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