Chapter 10
“Good morning, dear.” Mom greeted Cara and somehow managed to ignore my presence in the dining room as we both emerged.
“Buon gior-” She stops and realizes that she was responding in her language. “Good morning, Violet.” She replied with a smile. Mom convinced her yesterday to call her name rather than calling her with honorifics.
She tilted her head to the side and looked at her questioningly. “You’re not really American, are you?”
Cara looked at my mom with mirth. “I am a full blooded Italian.”
Her eyes sparkled in interest and excitement… again. I sighed, letting myself sit on the chair. Breakfast was already laid on the table. It looked like a feast with all that she prepared.
“No wonder you have this accent. It’s not that obvious but it’s there. You are so beautif
