“Poppa? Tell me a bedtime story ( Read more... )

“Mom, will ya cut that out?” Tommy laughed as he walked into the kitchen, stooping to kiss his mother’s cheek as she struggled with the bag in the trash can. “Lemme tie that up and take it out. You spent my whole fuckin’ childhood trying to make me do this, let me now that I’m volunteering.”

“Truth be told, moro, I’m almost afraid to let you.” ( Read more... )

NOTE: Translation: Ti kanis = how are you

“Did you finish your homework?”

“Yes, Mom.” Two more feet and he was safe, he just had to get to the doorknob. She couldn’t get to him inside his dad’s office, she didn’t dare disturb them when Pop told her that Friday nights were their quality time.

“Well, if you finished your homework and your chores ( Read more... )