“I was,” he sighed. He shuffled some papers around on his end. “What is it?” he asked.
“The wedding in two days. If you don’t come, you’ll probably never see your daughter again. You won’t see the baby, either, and it might be a boy. A grandson that you’ll never get to see. Sophia wants you to come to the wedding, Nathaniel.”
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...