*Olivia*

Sal stepped easily away from Gio with his hands slightly raised, though I couldn’t tell if he was placating me or protecting himself from the quivering fury of my husband.

“I don’t know how to say this, Olivia, but Giovani is just being paranoid.”

Gio’s shoulders tensed further at the accusation, but he didn’t turn to me yet. I repositioned Elio on my hip and let my father continue.

“I was looking for the bathroom,” he said. “I got lost, ...