[Dawn]
The wet season has truly ended, and we’re outside having a barbeque for the first time in what feels like forever.
I guess that’s because Aldo and I haven’t been outside in months; we’ve been obsessed with our little girl Louisa.
“Who wants a drink?”
Aldo snaps his tongs at me; he’s by the barbeque and cooking up marinated chicken with Luca.
A few of our friends are here, and we’re celebrating mom’s birthday and my book being finished.
Michael runs over, takes a drink from my tray, and heads back to the lawn. Mom’s house looks completely different with Aldo constantly working on it.
Everyone is present. Our parents, Luca and his family, it's a full house.
We moved in after Andre’ passing. I wanted to help mom after the stroke, and she wanted to be around the baby.
We all
