Chapter 21
- YOUNG ANGELO (Ten-year-old);
- I ran up the stairs that led to our family house, my heart beating rapidly in my chest, as I held onto the paper in my hands tightly.
- Stepping into the living room--I looked around. Father wasn't here. I could hardly recall the last time I was in here, as well. This was my father's living room, which I was never allowed to set foot on.