THE MAFIA’S HIDDEN PRINCESS RETURNS
She would sit on Dante’s knee, small and alert, and look at whoever was speaking with an expression of critical evaluation that was so similar to her father’s that grown men sometimes lost their train of thought mid-sentence.
“She is a natural,” Alessandro said one afternoon, watching Dante bounce Sofia gently while reviewing shipping manifests.
“She is six months old,” Elena said from the doorway.
“Exactly,” Alessandro said. “Excellent start.”
Luna walked first.
This was unexpected. Sofia was the biggest and the strongest and had been pulling herself up on furniture for weeks, and everyone had assumed Sofia would walk first, because Sofia did everything with fierce determination and was not