Page 116 of When Love Gives You Lemons

I could stay lost in him forever.

If not for Matty, who knocks politely three times but doesn’t wait for an answer and instead bolts to my bed and jumps on the mattress. “Okay, I know you guys haven’t seen each other in months, but we’re all starving and waiting for you to have your reunion to eat, but y’all could be in here fucking for hours and I’m not about that life.” Before he can get in another word, Ma peeks her head in.

“I love having a full house again; it’s been so quiet!”

“What am I, chopped liver?” Nonna asks.

“What are we doing in here?” Zia Gab pushes Ma out of the way. “I’ve been waiting to hear about Fielder’s trip, and I’m not getting any younger!”

Zia Rosa trails behind and yells, “Gabriella, I was talking toyou!” She sits right next to Matty, clearly without any intention of leaving quickly.

“Leave the piccioncini alone!” Topher calls out.

This noise and chaos is a comfort I’ll take with me wherever I go.

Ricky slips his hand in mine.

We’re home.