#Chapter79

War-02

“Sorry, Son,” his father said bringing him out of his thoughts. “How are you? How’s Rebecca?”

“Fine, Father. She is tired and not feeling well most of the time but she says it will fade within the next couple of months.” Francesco laughed.

“I remember your mother when she was pregnant with you. She was so sick all day long for two months. She would yell at me in between to tell me she hated me,” he continued to laugh. His eyes looked at nothing in particular as if he was picturing the memory.

“Well I hope she starts feeling well or stops working so she has more...