
HAPPY READING
"Why are the soldiers doing all the dirty work?" Bianca asked her uncle Luigi. It was forty-five minutes after eight in the morning and his uncle showed her around the barn in the back of their house.even after all his uncle Luigi taught him yesterday, his mother still insists on studying again today again.His mother suddenly turns to a disciplinarian since the death of her father.she guesses her father's death still had a bad impact on her.
"They have the lowest rank in all mafia families" replied his uncle Luigi.
"Oh.” he exclaimed
“How about capo?" He asked again.
"They have a higher rank than our soldiers.” he said "they are assigned to take care of the soldiers.”
"How's it?" He did not understand "Each capo assigned a certain number of soldiers, to control and give them orders," his uncle explained
"Is the army usually bigger than the capo?" She asked.
"It's not always like that" he said "in most cases, yes.”
So the mafia families are all about hierarchy? It's a new experience.he screams mentally, he likes to learn new things.
"So when new people are initiated into the mafia, from what rank will they start?" She asked.
"It depends on the boss" he then clarifies "it depends on you, Bianca" He gulps.He forgets why he learned all this from the beginning, that he learned to be a mafia don. since his mother was very serious about this whole family affair, couldn't her mother be the boss instead
From her? Maybe his mother had a reason to train him to be the boss, maybe it was his destiny.
"But usually, when a group of potential new mafias are inducted into the mafia, they become soldiers.” his uncle Luigi explains further.
"Then what will happen to the soldiers who are already in the mafia?" Bianca asked
"Some of them are promoted to capo, according to their appearance.”
He said "the higher the rank, the higher the pay"
"Capos can't be promoted?"
"Yes.” said "next rank after capo is underboss.”
"How does an underboss become an underboss" he asks "how did you become an underboss?"
"Your father trusts me" she tells him "look, Bianca, everything depends on you. Any way you bend the rules is okay.you are a don now, you are a don now, the Mafia didn't choose the person she trusted the most to be her right-hand man" he explained.
His uncle Luigi said it like he was going to be the boss now.He wasn't ready to be the boss yet, he wasn't sure if he could order himself Anyone around.
"And finally, we will talk about our mafia colleagues.” said his uncle.
"What about them?"
"They are not members of our family, but they help us solve bad things.” he said.
"They can be in the form of lawyers, officers, politicians and you know the rest.”
"Oh!" That was all he could manage. This business was truly complex, but it was his family's legacy. "Why do the mafia form a family? The soldiers aren't members of my family?"
"It's been called that for the present generation. I don't know, Bianca, the name 'family' traces back to generations before us" he explained.
"That's it" he said
"So Bianca, that's it for today, we continue tomorrow.” Her speech.
"Okay, thank you Zu"
"My pleasure.” said and left it.
He stood in the barn and continued to look at the place as his uncle gave the order. His phone suddenly rang and he picked it up.
"Hi dear.” it is Sam, his cursed ex-girlfriend who doesn't care to comfort him when his father dies.
"I miss you, Bianca, that's why I called.”
"You didn't miss me all this time you didn't miss me when my father died?" He asked, his voice mixed with sarcasm.
"I thought you were lying to me" he said in a low voice.
"Okay. look Sam, it has something to do with-"
"I'm sorry dear. Admit I'm an asshole..."
"Truly jerk" he was interiected in a sour tone.
"I'm sorry I didn't call when I heard about your father's death. I feel betrayed because I think you cheated.” he mentioned "Kim told me everything.” he said
"How easy it is for you to believe in Kim when she tells the truth but you don't believe me when I tell the truth.”
"I'm really sorry. I-i-"
"You dumped me the day I heard about my father's death" he said as he sobbed in his eyes "you can't even wait.”
“Bianca let me-"
"How can I date you for more than seven months and harbor feelings of disbelief throughout our relationship?"
"I really love you, I can't think straight after we broke up.” Said Sam.
“I want to call you, but then I hear you've returned to Italy.”
"Yes, Sam.” he firmly said "the world does not revolve around you. My father died!" That realization still hurts his soul.he wished for the thousandth time his father was here with him.
"Let me make it up to you" he offered.
"You left me when I needed you most! What can you do to make it up to you?"
"I want to meet you.” He said and Bianca sneered.How does he plan to do that?
"I'm not in Los Angeles, Sam," she told the man.
"I knew. I want to go to Italy to see you.”
"I don't know, Sam.”
"All I need is a yes from you, then I'll be there before you know it.”
She doesn't know what to say.A part of her still hasn't forgotten her ex-boyfriend and she wants to meet him, but then she thinks of Lorenzo. he doesn't know where he's going with him and he doesn't care. he wants to keep meeting him.he wants to keep seeing him and getting to know him.he doesn't crave Sam's Company the way he yearns for Lorenzo. he had to choose between the two of them.
"We're over, Sam," she told her ex.
"I already explained it when you accused and dumped me back then.”
"Please let me make it up to you.”
"You should have said this when the pain of losing your father was very heavy" he said, recalling the sadness he felt "when I suffered so much and I needed someone to comfort me, you should have told me this when I still loved you.”
There was silence at the other end of the line. Sam finally said “There's someone else right?"
“It shouldn't be your business, given the fact that you are now my ex.” he said in an icy tone.
"Don't call me again Sam.”
he hissed "and I don't want you to visit me.”
He disconnects the call and then he comes out of the barn. It is now twelve o'clock and his mother is not home.he should get ready to meet with Lorenzo.