We sat down at the dinner table and my parents peppered me with questions, eager to catch up on all the years we had missed. I shared stories of my life in America, So I told them everything about the ups and downs of marriage, and the unexpected twist that had brought me looking for them in Italy.
" him and the girl who was your bridesmaid? Emily, isn't it?" My mom asked incredulously.
"Yes, they have two children," I replied, tears welling up.
"That scoundrel!" my father exclaimed, slamming his fist on the table. "And he dares to take almost everything, leaving you with nothing."
"Michael has grown into a very influential man over the years," I said quietly.
“It's okay we will figure something out”, my mother said “what’s important is that you two are here”,my mother smiled and said
