“Wait.” Niccola shifted on his bar stool, clearly eavesdropping on my conversation with Mama. “Even I could see that train wreck coming.”
“It’s not that big of a deal.”
“How can you not see this for what it is, Elio?” Mama looked surprised. “Your life can’t be filled with lies and deception. Not sharing that you were supposed to marry Anna with the woman you want to be with was a terrible decision. You men are so clueless.”
I rubbed my eyes, hating all the voices in my head.
“I can’t believe you couldn’t see that coming.” Mama shook her head.
“I can’t either,” Niccola chimed in, and I gave him the middle finger.
“Listen,” Mama swatted my hand away, “go talk to your father about this stuff.”
“No,” Papa yelled from another room, “I’d be zero help. Take notes from your mother.”
I push
