Chapter Six

Fabrizio is in the living room watching another documentary.

I can't focus enough to figure out what it is. Last night, I was so certain and confident that my plan would work and that I would have the courage to see it through, but now that I'm awake and he's on the other side of the door, I'm nervous. What if this doesn't work? I can't afford to fail. I have to try. And if I happen to fail, I'll try again. This can't be the end. This isn't how I end up. Someone has to avenge my family and that's me. The authorities will help me with that. I just need to get to them first.

I keep my door on the knob and I urge myself to open it. When I do, the door swings open and I lose my balance but I manage not to fall to the floor. Fabrizio is on the couch but he doesn't even look up. I see that the food he brought yesterday is still on the counter, so that facilitates things. I walk to the kitchen and grab the can of tomato soup. I open one of the cupboards and I find a small pot. I open some