From the Sky - Part XIII

Gio wheeled away and went back into the bakery. Ernesto watched him walk away, his face darkening after Gio's last words. He went inside as well. He walked to the counter, picked up his ledger and stormed back into the office without a word to his two wide-eyed daughters. He slammed the door hard behind him.

"A great storm is gathering," Rae sighed to Sal. "There will be broken hearts and broken lives. I'm sure of it."

Sal pulled her box of caramels from under the counter, offering one to Rae. They walked to the window and watched as the tow truck driver worked to rescue the taxi, each sister wondering silently who, if anyone, might rescue the Tarentella family from whatever lay ahead.

The gathering storm...


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