Ronnie James Dio Young Novels & Stories

After he cried his heart out, Royce once again sat across him. Dio somehow felt released after he was comforted yet he felt embarrassed. He looked around to check if there were people watching him and he was relieved that no one paid attention to him. “Are you feeling better now?” Royce asked him. “Yes. Thank you, Uncle.” Dio smiled. Royce smiled when he saw Dio smile sincerely. He was thirteen when he saw Dio and just after a year and a few months, Dio had grown to be a strong man. Not just physically but also emotionally.

com To : DameinYoung.damien@g***l.com From: MrsYoung@g***l.com Subject : lyrics Mr Young, I’m trying to come up with excuses as to why you never talk to me, or why you disappeared that day before I even see you. Maybe you need time? If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have come to pick me up or there wouldn't be any accidents. I understand if you don't like me anymore, Can We meet?( Not me crying on my bed and sending you this)

"How's Dario?" Ronnie closed his eyes momentarily, his heart heavy with the weight of his concern. "I honestly don't know," he admitted, his voice laced with a touch of sadness. With two fingers massaging his tired eyes, he continued in a hushed tone, "He's not doing well." Theo's voice carried a mix of reassurance and nostalgia as he tried to comfort his older brother. "Dario is going to be fine. We both know he's a fighter." Ronnie couldn't help but chuckle softly at the mention of Dario's resilience, his mind drifting back to their shared memories from high school. "Yeah, he's always been." It was a small moment of warmth amidst the uncertainty, a reminder of the strong bond between the b