Momma Takes Charge
Thirty-Nine: Rosa
After saying what I needed to say. Standing up, nightgown with my housecoat over top of it bagging off of my slight frame. I’m getting old and it seems that now I’m always cold. As I walk to the steps leading up from the basement, I feel a hand on mine. Looking up I see Rosso looking at me with a concerned look in his eyes. Don’t worry, Fili mi fili mi. Everything will be fine. Just take care of your brothers. Make sure they get home safe.” I say nodding my head towards the others.
I walk slowly up the stairs. I’m not as spry as I used to be. When the body gets old it doesn’t want to work like it used to. Now my bones crack and pop just getting out of bed in the morning. Instead of being able to run and jump. Eating junk food when I please. Now I ha
