Chapter Seven
Dominic
I grab a fork, poke a meatball, and put the entire thing in my mouth. I barely made it here without stopping at a bar. The dissolution of my marriage with Val was never something I imagined.
“Stop eating and wait for everyone.” Ma smacks my hand and the fork falls from my grip.
She’s lucky I’m still upright and not passed out. I’m starved after my basketball game.
“Where is everyone?” I ask.
My other family members should be here by now. After leaving the café, I stopped by my old high school and stared at it, letting memories of Val run through my head like some sick movie reel of the good ol’ times. Why I chose to torment myself, I don’t know.
“How am I supposed to know?” Ma stirs the sauce then pulls a tray of chicken from the oven.
Something seems amiss, b
