Valentina

I recall memories from last night, smiling sheepishly as I flip our pancakes.

“Argghhh,” Mother screams, running into the kitchen.

“Alberto's response just came in as I turned on my phone.”

“What did he say?”

“He loves the idea and wants to know when I would be available for the date,” Mother gushes. She gives me a tight hug before kissing me on the cheek.

“It’s been a long time coming. Fingers crossed it turns out to be a great dinner that will lead to many more and maybe a lifetime together.”

“Me too. I should tell Nonna.”

“Tell me what?”

Nonna appears, trying to rub sleep from her eyes.

“Alberto loves the idea of us going on a date. He also said he had always wanted to ask me out but didn’t know how you would take it.”

“I’m glad Valentina made that call yesterday,” she responds, genuinely happy for Mother.

“Have you guys picked a date?”

“Not yet, after Valentina’s wedding.”

“Wonderful. Speaking of the wedding, any update from Adanna?”

“Yes, we spoke this morning. Everything has bee