Rodino is Only Ten, but he Remembers
Pitre opens the front door and picks Rodino up and places him on the stool at the head of the table.
Eat son, he says, and eat well. The more food he pushes onto Rodino’s plate the more Rodino eats. It’s a miracle where all that food goes. Good, Pitre says, time to go, and he washes his hands in the sink and kisses Felice goodbye.
Felice hands Rodino a small parcel… Continue reading