A Silent Terror
“All but her elder brother, Joseph, were gathered in the backyard, playing a game of flag football. Even her mother had on a yellow-and-green jersey with the number zero proudly displayed. Each jersey had the name Santino on the back.
Twister, who’d been lounging on the porch, bounded out to greet Marianna, whining, his hind end giving credence to his name.
Marianna laughed and scratched his ears.
Gina had the ball. Catherina ducked around Alonso, and another sister who looked exactl...y like Marianna shoved her younger brother out of the way – a definite flag-on-the-play kind of shove – and raced for Gina.
“I forgot.” Marianna had a confused expression Ethan had never seen on her face before.
“Forgot what?”
“That this afternoon was our annual Santino football game. Even Gina came back. And I forgot.”
Marianna’s father, ensconced comfortably in a rocker with a footrest, waved to them from the porch and signed, “Did you get my text?”MoreLess
Twister, who’d been lounging on the porch, bounded out to greet Marianna, whining, his hind end giving credence to his name.
Marianna laughed and scratched his ears.
Gina had the ball. Catherina ducked around Alonso, and another sister who looked exactl...y like Marianna shoved her younger brother out of the way – a definite flag-on-the-play kind of shove – and raced for Gina.
“I forgot.” Marianna had a confused expression Ethan had never seen on her face before.
“Forgot what?”
“That this afternoon was our annual Santino football game. Even Gina came back. And I forgot.”
Marianna’s father, ensconced comfortably in a rocker with a footrest, waved to them from the porch and signed, “Did you get my text?”MoreLess
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