Chapter fifty-three

"Don't worry your mama won't have to cry again, neither would you ever need to eat oats when you don't want to,and you know why?"

Dominco asked, pushing the numbers of the landline for the hotel kitchen.

"Why?"

Carl asked curiously, shaking his head as he watched Dominco talk to the hotel staff on the phone concerning the Chinese they wanted to eat. When Dominco had finished his call he dropped the receiver quietly and faced Carl,this time Nora had already walked up to the desk joining them.

"Because I'm here and I will take care of you!"

Dominco said fixing his eye on Nora he made sure they were making eye contact when he said it more to Nora than Carl,he just hoped she believed him.

"Yay,does that make you my daddy?"

When Carl asked this Dominco was so grateful he said it outloud instead of thinking it,

"Yes that makes me your daddy….and you my son"

The word son had never felt so sweet in his mouth that he could keep repeating it all day, turning to Nora Dominco could see the tears