"Madre, padre." Your older son, Leone, whined. He tugged on the hem of your dress, jumping and tugging on his father's sleeve for attention. His black hair was absolutely messy and so was his outfit. "Mama, papa, per favore, let's go out! The kids today said they go out for this- this trick-or-treat stuff."

Leone Marcello Vittorio was an exact replica of your husband, Agostino. With the same eyes and hair, even the same mannerism. He was already five. How time passed. It felt like yesterday that you gave birth to him. “Leone…” You spoke up with a soft sigh, yet the puppy eyes he gave you stopped you in your tracks. You quickly averted your gaze and went back to bouncing the fussy Leopoldo in your arms.

Leopoldo Marco Vittorio, your second son. He wasn’t exactly two yet, but he was close. And Leopoldo? He looked exactly like you. Agostino wondered how the third of fourth one would look. He secretly wished for a girl.

“Papa, per favore.” Seeing you have turned your gaze from him, Leone hugged his dad’s legs tightly, looking up at him cutely. And of course, Agostino’s resolve soon crumbled. “Fine, fine. But we should put you in a custom. And it’s too dangerous, figlio, we’re coming too.”

“Mama and papa must wear a custom too!” Leone insisted. Agostino chocked on his wine.

Name Meanings

Agostino: Great, magnificent

Leone: Lion

Leopoldo Brave

Vittorio: Victor; Conqueror

Marco: Mars, Roman God of War

Marcello: Mars, Roman God of War

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