-Marcello-
When Cam is inside with Tina and my mom, I know it won't be long before the questions come. The only question is, who is going to start, my father or Vince?
"So, Camilla huh?" Vince begins. I take a sip of my beer and put it back on the table.
"What do you want to know Vince?" I ask. "Have we known each other for a long time? You already know that answer. Do I like her? I wouldn't have taken her here if I didn't." I answer.
He nods.
"She's FBI son." Answer my father. I roll my eyes. "I know."
"Do you think this is smart?" he asks.
I hear his concern and in the past I would get up and leave. Don't feel like talking any longer about my feelings, or about what this means or how it goes. I never did. But my father has also learned things in recent years. He didn't like
