*Takes a long drag of a lit cigarette and exhales slowly* So you want to know about me. *Flicks cigarette over ash tray* I am merely a business man, that is all. Nothing interesting in that... I was born in Sicily in my fathers Villa. I married young to a beautiful spirited young woman named Rochelle. We were soon blessed with our first child Elena and then... *grows silent and takes another long drag from cigarette before grounding the butt into the ash tray extingishing the spent cig.*
You were asking about my leg before...I told you that you were getting ahead of the story. *pauses and listens* Yes that is correct... the limp and cane are no act. I will let you feel in the blanks but I suppose the easiest way of saying it was that I suffered a misfortune. Needless to say I ended up in the hospital with a shattered knee and massive blood loss. *sighs at the memory* It could not have come at a worse time. My wife had just found out that she was pregnant with our second daughter whom we later named Adalina.