Luca
I run my hand over the wooden table, the old nightstand, placed by the queen bed. We are in a busy city, hours away from Vegas and North Dakota. I hear the loud noises coming from the street, if I look through the window I will see all the people like tiny black dots.
This is the only place we could disappear, sink among the crowns and no one will care who we are and where we come from. I am sure Hannah’s mother wanted this her for and her daughter all her life.
And they had it for a while…. And I mean really, really disappear. You would think disappearing is easy in places like Vegas.
Not exactly.
Vegas is full of specials. And if you are a Mancini, disappearing is out of the question, no matter what you do. Even disappearing among humans. Take Thomas and Benjamin for examp
