"What the heck happened?" " I screamed.
"Babe," Falcone said.
"I understand," Antonette murmured gently. "It was harsh, honey, but Mic wasn't here and it had to be spoken." She and I had been discussing it for quite some time. He should have either made a move or moved on. He failed to accomplish either. Maybe now that you've had Falcone, he'll forget about you and go on."
Mic and she had been talking about it for a long time?
Why hadn't they approached me?
I did not inquire. Instead, I yelled, "He's already gone!" He has a girlfriend."
Antonette motioned with her palm in front of her face. “Hardly. Every female he chooses is someone he can drop like a rock if you give him an in. I dislike her. Mic dislikes her. You dislike her. She's a complainer. Nobody loves a complainer. Enrico,
