Abby
“You didn’t need to ask Noelle why she left my son at the altar. I could have answered those questions for you.” I lift my head and spot an agitated mama bear. Great. Does everyone in this family eavesdrop?
“I am sorry, Mrs. Russo,” I was having a private conversation. “Is there anything I can help you with?”
“Yes, how about asking me why Noelle left my son at the altar.” Oh no, she is not dropping the subject. Mrs. Russo places the dresses she is holding on my bed and waits for me.
“Ok, why did Noelle not want to marry Gabriel?” Can this get any more awkward?
“There were two reasons. The first reason is that Noelle was not raised in the cosa nostra. She never knew about the expectations required as a wife to a capo. She was judging Gabriel as if they were both regular people in
