Chapter 130

• “Something wrong with the food? "
• I raised my face to meet Vito, sitting opposite me, spoon in hand and swallowing a mouth full. His attention was on his plate, and his hands still moved even when he glanced at me.
• I shook my head, grabbed my fork, and plunged it into my plate. "No," I uttered, then attempted a slight smile. "It's wonderful." Next, I took a slice of apple from my salad bowl and quickly popped it into my mouth to stave off further conversation.