The night was warm as Oscar filled me in about Sienna. He told me one of Elio’s men had come and gathered up her belongings. I only hoped our chat had been enough and that she was going to pull away from him.
“What, exactly, did you gain by telling her about those photos?” Ugo took a seat on the patio railing while I watched a family unload their suitcase from their minivan.
“Everything.” I tapped my lips as I slipped into a memory.
Mama handed me two bags then collected the rest from the store counter. Papa paid the bill, and we headed out to the sidewalk to discuss our weekend plans.
“I’m thinking a barbeque with sweet potatoes and corn smothered in Papa’s special honey sauce,” I said as I rubbed my grumbling stomach at the idea of a homecooked meal.
“I think that can be arranged, b
