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This book is about Lucia, a 16-year-old, who is a street fighter and assassin. She had a few amazing and wonderful guardians until they all died. Soon she was reunited with her brothers who was in the mafia. Will they be able find the...
As Isaac searched for the movie Luca scooted closer to me.
"Is Angelo gonna join us?" he whispered.
"I don't know.."
He scooted back to Isaac.
I went to the back to get some popcorn.
Yes. My brothers have a popcorn machine in the movie room.
"Hey Angelo.'; I said as I walked past the entrance.
Wait.
"The Angel has arrived." I announced.
I almost tripped over Matteo's foot. "Dude keep your long ass leg to yourself."
"Angelo....You gonna stand there forever?" Isaac asked.
"Maybe."
"We're watching DESPICABLE ME!" Luca cheered.
A smile appeared on Angelo's face as he snuggled himself with us. We love minions.
We talked, we laughed, we joked.
As a family.
And that's how the rest of the night went.
------------ a year later------------
"LUCIAAAA. COME DOWN NOW OR I'M STEALING YOUR SOUR PATCH." My twin yelled.
Geez he's not even in his room how the hell can he yell so loud. "OKAY GEEZ LEAVE MY BABIES ALONE." I screamed as I ran into the living room.
"Finally." Angelo mumbled. "Let's go people."
It's a year since Antonio's death. He left a note for us with tickets to the biggest carnival. Angelo found it as he was going through his stuff.
Flashback
"Watchu looking for?" I asked as I jumped onto Antonio's bed. Angelo was furiously looking through his stack of paper that was placed messily on Antonio's desk.
"There has to be something here." he stopped and looked at me. "Few years ago, when mum and dad died, Matteo made us all write something and keep it in our room. Because we're in the mafia, you'll never know when your last day is so we left a note or box or any shit." He continued looking around.
"You know, if it was for after a person's death, do you really think Antonio would just leave it on his desk?"
"HUH. You have a point."
I hummed. "Maybe is in his walk in closet since it's bigger? Or maybe the bathroom. No way it'll be in his desk."
After an hour of looking through his huge bathroom and closet, we finally found the note he left.
"HOLY SHIT."
"WHAT WHAT???" I asked trying to look over his shoulder. His huge broad shoulder's blocking me so I hit him.
"OWW." Angelo complaint as he showed me the paper.
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