Chapter 61
For the first time in my life 1 ser fear flash across Gabriel’s face.
I need to take over.
“Dom.“I put my hands on both of his little shoulders. “This is Gabriel, you remember him, dan’t you?” He nods.
Gabriel is my friend from New York I tell them.
Dominic’s eyes flick up to me and I knmy he’s remembering the last time Gabriel was here and how he made me cry.
Damn it, why did I do that?
“Sa down.” I direct them to the dining table, “Let’s all eat dinner together while we discuss a few things”
Gabriel opens his mouth to say something and I hold my hand up to stop him.
“Dinner is where we discuss things in this house.” I widen my eyes to him in a shut up gesture.
“Right.” He drops into a dining chair and the kids do too-
I turn to refill my glass of wine and take a big gulp. What is he going to say what the hell is he going to say?
He’s completely unmanageable.
Pack
TU have some of that too, please,” Gabriel says.
Good god, this is supermarket wine that cost $7.99.
Please earth, swallow me whole.
“Sure.” With sweat dripping down between my breasts, I take another wineglass from the cupboard and fill it and then pass it to him.
“Thanks.” He takes a huge gulp and winces before his horrified eyes flash up to meet mine.
“I know.“Thod.
“But do you?”
Yep pretty much.” Tastes like shit, but it’s cheap and gets the job done.
I tip my head back and drain my glass. I immediately refill it and get to work on dishing dinner out.
“How was school today?” Gabriel asks.
“It was good.” Lucy smiles.
“What class are you in?” he replies.
at the pot of spaghetti sauce, I really don’t want him to eat it.
look at
Fuck this, why didn’t I order pizza tonight like I wanted to?
“What is your teacher’s name?” he asks as he tries to continue the conversation.
I dish out the kids two bowls and then ming, and then I get to his
What do I do?
He’s going to hate it, he’s going to really hate it. But what if I glance over my shoulder to see if he’s watching me
“Are you two in the authe class? He continuan trying in make convéTHIS),
If he’s going to hain it anyway, I’m going to make his really hate it. I open my fridge and at the compris, what can I put in in.
riced the witlimate booby trap bent mess with me, fucker.
My eyes roam over the condiments in the door and take out the mustard, the pickles, jarred chilli, anchovies, and pledondons.
And is the ice? Gabi Glniks.
Lucy goes off on a big tangent, telling him all about the school and I get to work.
I turn up the heat on the saucepan and glance uver my shoulder again. If he entelies me doing this, I’m so dead
I put in three tablespoons of unustard, pour in the chilies and then the
kles, I add half the jar of nochovies and then throw in some whole plcided
That should do it.
I stir it to heat them through. I wince as I look into the pot, it kind of looks like a fishy eyeball stew.
“Hope you guys are ready for a taste sensation dish Gabriel out a huge bowl and roll my lips to hide my smile.
“Did you get this recipe from lecco?” he asks.
“Oh. Becco.” I sigh sadly. I miss Becco. “I frown over at him. “How do you remember my favorite restaurant in New York? How could I ever forget, it’s all you ever talked about.” Did I really use to always talk about pasta? How odd.
Herm
I put everyone’s bowls in front of them on the table and Gabriel looks down at his eyeball stew. I quickly turn back to the counter so that he doesn’t see my face, and I sip my wine while imagining him choking on it.
I’m brilliant
I sit down at the table and look over at Dom glaring at Gabriel across the table.
My heart sinks
I need to fix this, if this is their final good
final goodbye I want it to be nice for both of them.
“Dom.” I smile, “Gabriel is Italian, he comes from Italy.” Dom’s eyes flick to Gabriel for confirmation
am.” Gabriel nods
“He speaks Italian.” I smile as I prompt them.
The children’s eyes both widen as they stare at him
Tu parli italiano? Dominic asks him.
Gabriel’s mouth drops open, and his eyes come to meet mine. “Who taught them?”
Thad an halian nanny so that the children could learn in their formative years, she’s moved out now but she was incredible.”
I can’t.” For the first time ever he’s speechless. Ive prepared them the best I could.”
Overcome with emotion, his eyes well with tears and he nods, lost for words. He picks up his fork and shovels in a big mouthful of food. I watch and see the exact moment that he tastes it, he coughs sharply and holds his hand, in a fist in front of his mouth as he tries to swallow it
“Delicious, isn’t it?” 1 smale.
“So yummy, Momma, Lucy says as she takes another mouthful
Gabriel takes a huge gulp of water as he looks around the table at us all eating.
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“Do you like it?” I ask
“Hmm.” He widers his eyes and begins to push a pickled onion around his lost with his fork as he tries to work out what it’s like thing we
“Do you live in Haly?”
No, I love in New York,” he replies as he takes another bite. He winces and closes his ages as he tries to silently deal with the borror
I kind of wish the kids werent here so that he could say what he really thinks, this is priceless.
Doty talks and talks, and I glance over at Dominic who has not said a single word, and I know I have to just come out
“Guys, there is a reason I have asked Gabriel to come over to see is,” I say. “And it’s a very special reason.”
withi
“I don’t think that’s necessary-“Gabriel cuts me off. “Wouldn’t want to ruin this his eyebrows flick tip as he prishes the food around with the fork
delicacy
“Why were you mean to my mother? Dominic comes straight out with it.
Gabriel shovels a huge forkfal into his mouth so he doesn’t have to answer and then coughs again. He rolls his lips as he tries to process what’s in his mouth. “What kind of pasta sauce is this?” He winces before picking up his water and gulping it.
“Delicious pasta sauce,” Lucia amwers
Gabriel’s eyebrows flack up in surprise. “You have your mother’s tastebuds, that’s for certain.”
“She doesn’t like you.” Dominic says as he looks Gabriel dead in the eye.
They glare at each other across the table.
Oh fuck, here we go.
C
