would argue,
how angry she would get with him. She would always end up with a migraine from
their shouting matches. It made her uneasy so she shook off the memory,
remaining quiet until Renzo said, “I’m sorry about all of this, Jaslyn. If I
knew she was going to go overboard like this I wouldn’t have…”
“You wouldn’t have
what, got involved with me?”
“No,
I wouldn’t have let her get this far. I would have put a stop to this from the
get go.” They turned up to a long driveway that led up to a beautiful home
resembling an Italian villa. They waited for someone to answer the beautiful,
iron gate. Taking hold of her waist he said, “Smile for me, Jaslyn, I can’t
stand seeing you angry like this. Just let me see you smile before I leave you
here with my mom.”
“All
right, if you don’t give me a smile, I plan on doing something I haven’t done
in a very long time.”
She was clearly puzzled,
but soon fingers were digging into her sides and she screamed. She slapped his
chest and he stopped while she collected herself, “That wasn’t funny.”
“Yes, it was.”
“No, tickling me like
that wasn’t funny at all, Renzo.”
“It was funny and you
know it,” Renzo whispered.
She snorted. “No, it
wasn’t funny so quit trying to make me smile.” Jaslyn looked at the exquisitely
intricate door with its full-bloomed roses cradled with leaves, noticing in the
middle of the door was a cursive letter ‘C’ for Cipriano. She was about to touch
the letter when she saw Gianni coming to open the gate. “Hey you guys come on
in, what’s going on?”
“Your brother is trying
to get me out of my foul mood,” Jaslyn said following him into the main house.
The aroma of fish cooking in the kitchen made her head straight toward it. She
saw Filomena sprinkling some green herbs into a pot, grabbing a spoon and
stirring it. “Hello, Mrs. Cipriano, something smells real good.”
“Hello, my dear Jaslyn.”
Filomena walked around the island giving her a hug. “Why are you here?” She
looked over at Renzo and Gianni.
“Your son thought it
would be best I came here to cool off before I went on the war path after your
ex-daughter-in-law. It seems she trashed my car and when I mean trashed it, I mean it makes garbage dumps jealous. Is there some
place I can make a call on my cell? I’ve got to call up my insurance company, I
forget to call them while I was at home,” Jaslyn asked.
“Sure
thing, darling. Gianni, show her to the office so she
can have some privacy. When you’re done you can have something to eat with us.”
Watching her leave, Renzo got a hard smack upside the back of his head as she
heard his mother say, “ Stupido , ti ho detto che la donna era nient'altro che guai .”
“I know, Ma, I know. I
didn’t think she was going to do something as stupid as this. I don’t even know
how she got so much trash on the car in the first place. Hell, I don’t even
think there was a car underneath all that mess. I don’t know why she is doing
all of this.”
“Because she’s a
jealous hearted bitch, that’s why. She can’t stand to see you happy and now
that you are, she’s making both your lives hell. I feel sorry for that girl,
for what Melanie has put her through so far.” She went back to the stove and
continued stirring the Pomodoro sauce.
“Actually, I feel sorry
for Melanie. Doing all of this to try and get back at me for something I
haven’t even done to her. I honestly don’t even know what I’ve ever done to her
to make her act the way she does.” Renzo could only shake his head when he
thought about it.
“Are you staying to
eat?”
“I can’t. I have to go make
sure things are straight with her car and that the people I called to clean up are doing the job. I’ll come back a little bit later on to
see how things are going. But let me go and say goodbye to Jaslyn.” Giving her
a kiss on the cheek, Renzo walked down toward the office where she was making
her
how angry she would get with him. She would always end up with a migraine from
their shouting matches. It made her uneasy so she shook off the memory,
remaining quiet until Renzo said, “I’m sorry about all of this, Jaslyn. If I
knew she was going to go overboard like this I wouldn’t have…”
“You wouldn’t have
what, got involved with me?”
“No,
I wouldn’t have let her get this far. I would have put a stop to this from the
get go.” They turned up to a long driveway that led up to a beautiful home
resembling an Italian villa. They waited for someone to answer the beautiful,
iron gate. Taking hold of her waist he said, “Smile for me, Jaslyn, I can’t
stand seeing you angry like this. Just let me see you smile before I leave you
here with my mom.”
“All
right, if you don’t give me a smile, I plan on doing something I haven’t done
in a very long time.”
She was clearly puzzled,
but soon fingers were digging into her sides and she screamed. She slapped his
chest and he stopped while she collected herself, “That wasn’t funny.”
“Yes, it was.”
“No, tickling me like
that wasn’t funny at all, Renzo.”
“It was funny and you
know it,” Renzo whispered.
She snorted. “No, it
wasn’t funny so quit trying to make me smile.” Jaslyn looked at the exquisitely
intricate door with its full-bloomed roses cradled with leaves, noticing in the
middle of the door was a cursive letter ‘C’ for Cipriano. She was about to touch
the letter when she saw Gianni coming to open the gate. “Hey you guys come on
in, what’s going on?”
“Your brother is trying
to get me out of my foul mood,” Jaslyn said following him into the main house.
The aroma of fish cooking in the kitchen made her head straight toward it. She
saw Filomena sprinkling some green herbs into a pot, grabbing a spoon and
stirring it. “Hello, Mrs. Cipriano, something smells real good.”
“Hello, my dear Jaslyn.”
Filomena walked around the island giving her a hug. “Why are you here?” She
looked over at Renzo and Gianni.
“Your son thought it
would be best I came here to cool off before I went on the war path after your
ex-daughter-in-law. It seems she trashed my car and when I mean trashed it, I mean it makes garbage dumps jealous. Is there some
place I can make a call on my cell? I’ve got to call up my insurance company, I
forget to call them while I was at home,” Jaslyn asked.
“Sure
thing, darling. Gianni, show her to the office so she
can have some privacy. When you’re done you can have something to eat with us.”
Watching her leave, Renzo got a hard smack upside the back of his head as she
heard his mother say, “ Stupido , ti ho detto che la donna era nient'altro che guai .”
“I know, Ma, I know. I
didn’t think she was going to do something as stupid as this. I don’t even know
how she got so much trash on the car in the first place. Hell, I don’t even
think there was a car underneath all that mess. I don’t know why she is doing
all of this.”
“Because she’s a
jealous hearted bitch, that’s why. She can’t stand to see you happy and now
that you are, she’s making both your lives hell. I feel sorry for that girl,
for what Melanie has put her through so far.” She went back to the stove and
continued stirring the Pomodoro sauce.
“Actually, I feel sorry
for Melanie. Doing all of this to try and get back at me for something I
haven’t even done to her. I honestly don’t even know what I’ve ever done to her
to make her act the way she does.” Renzo could only shake his head when he
thought about it.
“Are you staying to
eat?”
“I can’t. I have to go make
sure things are straight with her car and that the people I called to clean up are doing the job. I’ll come back a little bit later on to
see how things are going. But let me go and say goodbye to Jaslyn.” Giving her
a kiss on the cheek, Renzo walked down toward the office where she was making
her
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