The Christmas Pizzo was due, but their hearts had something else in mind.
I always wanted Sal but knew that Mama and Papa would never allow it, especially since they had gotten so involved in the Adiopizzo movement. It was my job to simply pay the pizzo and keep the Baldinotti’s happy. Not even the magic of Christmas could change their minds.
Val was the only girl that ever made me feel comfortable with who I was. But I knew that Papa would never approve. My only business with her was to collect the pizzo. Somehow, I ended up collecting her heart instead.