A Perfect Afternoon
Vincent's POV Positivity has left me buzzing by the time we are ready to return home. On the journey, I called all my capos and told them to give blood at the hospital. Determined to make it an annual event in our social calendar. It is something I could mention at our next democratic meeting, as it is an effective way to give back to the community. Renzo is eating copious amounts of sweets when he comes out of the elevator, and the way he is huffing as we approach the car makes me think it would be best if I drive. Insisting that Viviana and Chiara get in the back seat, I desperately don’t want the day to end. “Anyone hungry?” I ask. Renzo has fallen asleep, the events of the morning clearly meant that he required a power nap. It only amuses me, and I know I will give him grief abou
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