“You took pictures of him when he was that little?” Sophia asked. Photo albums were a foreign concept to her.
Donna nodded. “We always took a lot of pictures of the kids when they were younger, until they told us to stop.”
She smiled and shook her head. “I didn’t know. I can teach you a lot. I like teaching stuff.”
“You speak Italian. It doesn’t matter how big or small you are. Everyone can learn something from very one. You’ve...