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Iwatch Gavriel make his way back to the bar while I’m setting up the next song. Neviah, or Silver as she likes to be called, gave me a thumbs-up, letting me know it’s go time, and just when I hit play on my laptop, Luca settles next to her. Okay, this is it. I’m about to sing our childhood song and I’m fairly certain he already recognizes the beat because he looks up and straight at me.
“This song is for Liliana Romano,” I say while holding his gaze.
As the chords beat out and the bass thrums smoothly, I begin the song. The same song our mother sang to us.
Over the hill
And under the moon.
Around the bend
And through the woods.
At the crooked Willow
Is where we’ll meet…
I see a mixture of emotions flashing on his face. Shock, suspicion, and surprise being among them. Gavriel gets his attention and says something that makes Luca freeze further as I continue the song.
Look at me, don’t look away.
Your eyes shine bright, don’t look away.
Sing your songs and write your words
Sing to me
Sing to me…
Luca breaks our eye contact as Silver hugs him tightly, burying her face in his neck. I’m a bit jealous that she has this close relationship with my brother. A relationship I coveted for as long as I could remember. I mentally slap myself for it, though. I should be thankful that Luca had someone like her. And I am, I just wish it were me hugging him, throwing surprise parties for him. Celebrating our mother’s life together. These thoughts cause the burn in my throat to strengthen and when the last bars of the song come out, my tears begin to flow despite how hard I’ve tried to keep them back.
Voice cracking, I sing on.
Your poetry is magical and your sweet, sweet voice is a soothing balm.
Write to me.
Sing to me.
Look at me.
Look at me.
I put the mic down and turn around, trying to control the fucking waterworks, but I can’t stop the flow of tears. I just hope it doesn’t turn into an ugly cry. Lately my damn emotions have been all over the place, more than usual. I blame it on meeting and getting to know my family.
Though I’ve yet to meet my aunt.
Just as I breathe deeply and threaten myself to chill the hell out, I feel Gavriel at my back, rubbing circles between my shoulder blades. My rock. He never fails to ground me. I turn into him and he holds me for a moment before tipping my head up.
“Amore, are you okay? I hate to see you cry.” His sincerity shines vibrantly in his eyes. Concerned that it’s too much for me. It’s sweet, but I need to get my shit together.
Nodding, I say, “Yeah, I’m good, I just got stuck in my feelings for a minute. I’m fine. What did you say to Luca earlier?”
He smiles. “Well, I wanted him to stay where you could see him while you sang, so I told him ‘here’s a piece to your puzzle, Romano.’” He practically told him! I should punch him, but I don’t get the chance to because I see a pair of hazel eyes, the perfect match to my own, looking at me from behind Gavriel. I wipe my eyes and grab my man’s hand to keep me steady then I step around him and smile at Luca.
My brother.
He has my ebony hair slicked back in the Pompadour style. He’s dressed like a clean greaser, Converse shoes, tight black jeans with suspenders, with a black button-up with the sleeves rolled to his elbows and a fucking bowtie. It all fits, though, especially with his tattoos covering every inch of exposed skin. He even has something above his eyebrow, but I can’t read it.
