Chapter 171

• She couldn’t bring herself to look at her father, Altezza Quirino — clearly enraged after witnessing Ignazio’s actions — nor at her mother, Adaline Quirino, who sat by Olivia’s bedside, crying, gently stroking and kissing Olivia’s forehead, hoping she would wake soon.
• Or at the confused faces of their aunts, uncles, cousins, and nieces.
• “He wouldn’t. No matter what, that baby is still his child, his own blood,” Geremia said, as if trying to convince himself more than anyone else.