giovanni was in the italian mafia. today he got shot, he was rushed to the hospital and into surgery. you have two kids, no one to watch them. you had to pack overnight bags, and a bunch of stuff for them, you tried to go as quickly as you could.

when you got into the hospital, you went to his room. your son, who’s 7, ran up to him immediately, he was excited, he had a backpack on his back, and a water bottle.

“hey, kid…” he said quietly, ruffing his hair.