Maria was in the kitchen when I walked in, so I talked to her as I started my sauce. I like for it to simmer for a little bit and I make my noodles homemade. So I wanted to make them and let them sit for a little bit. "How long have you worked for my Dad?" I asked her. "I've been here a long time since he was just a wee boy. Such a cute thing. I also helped him and your Mom raise the boys. I wish I could've been there for you as well. But you are here now, that's what matters" she said.
"Trust me when I say that I wish I would've been able to grow up here also. Don't get me wrong, I loved being raised by my Nonna, but it would've been nice to grow up with parents who wanted me." We talked most of the afternoon when Maria wasn't busy. When she went to work elsewhere in the house, I would t
