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We take one of the side tables, and while we’re waiting for the food, I check out our surroundings. This situation with Albanians is starting to worry me.
“So, you are sure your grandmother will like that... thing?” I sip my wine and look at the box laying on the corner of the table.
“She’ll love it,”Bianca signs and digs into her food.
I highly doubt that. “She has a strange taste then.”
“Everybody thinks that Nonna Giulia is a little bit crazy.”
“You don’t?”
“No. She just pretends she is, so she can get away with anything. She hired male strippers for her last birthday.”
Bianca bursts out laughing when I almost choke on my wine. I love her smile, the way it reaches her eyes reminds me of a sunray on a dark stormy day.
“V tvoyikh glazakh kusochek neba, solnyshko.”
She looks at me, confused, so I translate for her. “It means, there is a piece of the sky in your eyes.”
I find it hard to believe, but her cheeks actually turn a little red. Sometimes I forget how young she is.
“Does the age difference between us bother you?” I ask.
All things considered, I assume that the ten-year age difference is the least of the things that would be a problem.
“No. Why?”
“I don’t know. Maybe you’d like to go out every night, party, do what other... girls your age do.”
“Most of the girls my age haven’t been training six hours a day since they were twelve. Partying until morning was never my thing. But I wouldn’t object if my husband took me dancing sometimes. Or are you too old for that?”
I lean over the table, take her chin between my fingers, and kiss her pouty lips. “We’ll see.”
“How is work?”
“Same as always. Pakhan’s wife invited us for dinner on Monday. Do you want to go?”
“Sure. How is she? She wasn’t at the wedding.”
“Three months pregnant, and very unpleasant lately. I think she might end up killing Roman.”
“Why?”
“Let’s just say that Roman’s behavior became a bit extreme once he found out she’s pregnant. You’ll see.”
“You never told me what you do for the Bratva.”
“I organize drug distribution,” I say.
“Do you know my brother? Angelo.”
An interesting question. “I don’t think we met.”
“Strange. I got the impression he knows you.”
Yes, he probably knows of me. Most of the people in our circles do. I need to change the direction of this conversation.
“When did you start with ballet?”
