Protecting my sis

Giácomo Costello

Sometimes we need to make decisions that even the devil doubts our intentions and capabilities until the moment our name enters the condemned list. Being the eldest within the mafia means having a lot of expectations on your shoulders, and stifling responsibilities, one of the few interesting parts is being the one who keeps secrets and I still had to hear several repeated stories before I was initiated. Like why two brothers got American names, even with the Italian last name.

According to the story, my father had bet with my mother that it would be a girl and, in both pregnancies, poor Antonio Costello had lost the bet with Donatella Costello, who wanted to give her children the opportunity to try to fit in in America.

Oh, mother...

The longing for the little childish moments next to her made my chest ache, a time I can't go back to and which at the same time is so far away.

When she died giving birth to the girls, I watched my father fall apart before my eyes.