The journey from the hotel to the house is silent. I keep looking out the window ignoring him trying to enjoy the view of New York City on this bright sunny day.

Halfway through the journey Gio breaks the silent " you're going to meet my son later." 

That makes me turn my head towards him.

" He wanted to attend the wedding but couldn't because he had a school trip. "He says.

I frowned. Son? That's surprising. I didn't know Giovanni had one. I remember from the information Vicki told me about Giovanni, she never brought up anything about a son neither did my parents nor his mom. I...