*Giovani*

"Alright, can you send them to me?" I asked through the phone. "Okay, yes. Thank you very much. Arrivederci."

I hung up the phone, tossing it onto the bed next to me as I stretched out my arms. My bones creaked with the effort, and I groaned, rubbing my shoulder. I was getting way too old, and it was showing. Past injuries came back to haunt me, and my muscles weren’t as kind to me as they once were.

It had been a lazy day, and the evening sun ...