Candela's p.o.v

Not a single word have been exchanged since we heard the doctors report and since we were discharged. I was confused, disheartened and short of words. And I appreciated Salvatore for shutting his mouth up and not engaging me.

Nonna doted on me throughout the ride back home, she consistently threw pitiful glances towards the quiet Salvatore and also towards me.

“If you need me to bathe you just holler at me Bambini.” Nonna offered as we got to the house. I nodded ...