Chapter 19“Vinny,” Celia said, as she struggled, and wiggled, pulling at her seat belt as if it burned when against her chest. “What are we doing here, Vinny? I want to go home.”
Falcone brought his sister Celia home with him. His wife, Mary, wouldn't be thrilled. It was nothing against Celia. She just worried about the impression made on Jimmy, their twelve-year-old son. His sister's up and downs drained relationships fast. Falcone would always be there for her, he worried his wife was didn't have the same loyalty.
Richards said she'd keep his car and pick him up for work in the morning. Overall, it wasn't an ideal situation, but he didn't want to disturb their parents. They had been through enough. They were well aware of Celia's alcohol problem. That didn't mean they needed constant e
