Todos los capítulos de Too Late, Don Amato: Capítulo 11

There was a time when it was Nico and me chasing after him.When would he come home? Could he spare even an hour for his son? Did we hold any place in his heart at all?Now it was reversed.He was the one chasing after us.But we didn't look back anymore.On holidays, I took Nico traveling.In winter, we went to see the snow in the Alps.In summer, we surfed the Mediterranean.On breaks, we toured old castles across Europe.Somehow Dante always got hold of our itinerary and quietly followed along.When we waited at the airport, he'd be sitting not far off.When we ate breakfast at the hotel, he'd be watching from two tables away.When Nico went skiing, he trailed behind at a distance, terrified the boy would fall.One time, Nico really did fall.Dante practically sprinted across the snow to reach him.But Nico had already scrambled up on his own, brushing the snow off his coat."I don't need help, Don Amato."Dante's outstretched hand froze in midair.In the end, he could only speak qu