*Giovani*

I stared at the phone in my hand and my son in his crib. Olivia stood frozen beside me, neither of us wanting to let reality puncture the beautiful bubble we’d created.

I shook myself. Gabriele was my right hand, but he was also my best friend. He wouldn’t be calling unless whatever happened needed immediate attention.

I answered the call. “What?”

Gabriele sighed heavily.

“Don’t drag it out,” I snapped as I ...