ANTONIO.
After leaving Rosalinda’s bedroom, my next stop was Carlo’s. It’s been a while since I saw him, and I missed him. Slipping inside his room, I found him on his bed, absorbed in cartoons on his iPad, unaware of my entrance.
“What are you watching, boy?" I asked, chuckling, as I approached the bed.
“Uncle Antonio.” He beamed, his face lighting up with excitement as he hoisted his head to look at me.
I picked him up and threw him in the air before swiftly catching him back in my arms. His giggles filled the room, and that warmed my heart.
“How are you?” I asked as I dropped him back on the bed and sat beside him.
“I am fine. I missed you.” He pouted, wrapping his tiny arms around me.
Patting his back, I muttered. “I missed you too.”
“The last time you were here, you promised
