*Giovani*

I couldn’t explain the unrest I felt, even as I held my wife and son in my arms, or the way the chill of the autumn air permeated so deeply down to the bone tonight. Maybe it still hadn’t sunk in that this wasn’t a dream.

The nightmare was finally over.

I gently threaded my fingers through the beautiful hair of my wife, pressing a lock to my lips as I breathed in the scent of her. She was sweet as always, a note of sugar in a world ...