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“She did a good job. You could be a little younger to start with a company, but I’m sure she’s right about you. You will make a great dancer.”
“That means a lot, Mr. Walsh.”
“Wherever you decide to go, I have to train you. I’ll send my recommendation to Rosa right away.”
“I’m sure that will please her.”
“And you?”
“Me too, Sir.”
“Good. How long will you be in Milan?”
“Just a couple more days, I’m afraid.”
“I’ll be here again next month. Please, come along. I would like to get you involved in my special classes next time.”
“I-I have to talk…”
“…to Rosa? I did. She asked me to tell you that if you’re not here when I start classes, you’re going to regret it.” He sweetened his words with a smile.
“I’ll see you next month then.”
“Yes. Now go before word gets out I’m giving private lessons.” He fluttered his hand. “They’ll never leave me alone.”
He shook my hand before letting me go. It was good to hear such good words from someone who wasn’t Rosa.
Ballet was the only thing in my life that was going well.
Chapter 16
Ballet was the only thing in my life going well. The only one damn thing.
When Garon texted, he said he was going to wait for me at the cocktail bar a few buildings down. What I didn’t expect was to find him being hauled into a police car with threecarabinieriholding him down.
“Excuse me!” I yelled from across the street. “Stop! That’s my brother.”
“Stay back, Grazia.” He growled at me when I walked in front of them.
“He is right, Miss,” the officer said to me, “you need to stay back. We’re taking your brother in for a statement.”
“Why?”
“Violent altercation.”
I looked down at Garon’s fists to see they were covered in blood and I knew it wasn’t his. My brothers knew how to fight. A few steps away I spotted a man talking to some other policemen and he looked like a bus parked right on his face. There was also awoman. Crying.
I punched my brother in the chest. “You got into a fist fight for a woman?”
“I didn’t know she was married. The guy talked too much shit and I got angry.”
“You got angry? You let yourself getarrested!” It wasn’t just a bar fight for us. While girls like Elena thought to not go to the bathroom alone, I’ve learned some other skills. Don’t leave your fingerprints where they don’t belong; don’t talk too much to people you’ve never seen around before, don’t answer questions unless you’re sure no one is listening anddon’t get arrested.
My father used to say that over and over again. They arrest you for a traffic stop and they can hook you with a hundred different things. This is how our people end up in cages for years.
“I’ll be fine, Grazia.”
“I’m calling the lawyer.”
