“I’m sorry,” she kissed his forehead. Then she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close to her chest and resting her chin on top of his head. “You don’t have to like it,” Sophia wished Donna would have waited until after the wedding to tell him this so he wouldn’t be grumpy because the next two days were supposed to be about them.
“I’m about to get yelled at,” He mumbled, looking over her shoulder at the stairs. “Vinny didn’t take it well either. He yelled at mom, too. Dad was upstairs trying to get Vinny to come out of his room.”
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...