Chapter 52
Vito stopped in front of his own apartment building, amazed he had taken the girls all the way to the lakefront and back. He couldn’t remember having seen anything on their journey—whether the lake was placid and smooth today or the surf was up.
Digging in his pocket for his keys, he thought he didn’t like how Henry had awakened his emotions, his need, because along with the admittedly good feelings, Vito’s other emotions would waken too. And with those, there was horrible pain and grief.
Vito took the girls inside and fed them. The clock on the microwave told him he would not have to fix himself anything to eat because he had exactly a half hour to shower and get his ass to work.
Where Henry would be…