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As I sit here alone in this great mansion week in and week out, I find I have time to reflect upon things I hadn't before. Gino hasn't been by in months; he's still running around with that Liam from Aekea. He had such promise... He was doing so well, and then Vladimir decided he wanted his son back, and everything changed. Gino had to leave, for his own safety. If only I'd known what it would do to him...
And then I think, how would Rosalie remedy the situation? Surely, she would ask that he return to the mansion. And he would, happily, I know he would, because she asked. She was always so good with him... I just never knew how to handle him. It doesn't help that I can hardly remember anything from the first year after we lost her... Sometimes I feel like I've just been a terrible father.
And that is where Edmund would deal me a classic thrashing and set me straight. But I already am. I know what I did, and I feel worse for it every day. Sometimes I can't help but wonder how it would be different if she were still here...
She would sit down beside me, look up at me sternly, and say, "Johnny, you're just not trying hard enough. This isn't like you!" And she's absolutely right. A Gambino doesn't mope around in his empty mansion! A Gambino attacks his problems like a raging Bino!
I'm going to call Gino. I will, and I will invite him to dinner, all her favorites, and we will eat and be merry and celebrate her.
Rosalie, my dearest, my everything, I think of you every day. Often, I am angry, still, at the injustice that took you from me, but then I realize that you're worth so much more than that. I remember the day we met, the day we married, gazing into our son's shining eyes for the first time, and I smile. I know you're watching over us always. I love you. Happy Mother's Day.
Mr Johnny K Sir · Sun May 10, 2009 @ 07:49pm · 0 Comments |
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