“olive trees. As I looked closer at them I wondered if they had escaped; their trunks and roots were so gnarled and… — Giacomo Giammatteo Trees Copy Share Image
“was nothing compared to the danger of falling from the wagon on the steep mountain roads. Papà was in a foul mood… — Giacomo Giammatteo Years ago Copy Share Image
“This will be the last climb,” Papà said. Wildflowers were all around us, clusters of yellow broom blanketed the empty fields and… — Giacomo Giammatteo Flowers Copy Share Image
“beautiful.” “We have no money. And neither does anyone else.” “But why do we have to leave?” I didn’t want to say… — Giacomo Giammatteo Money Copy Share Image
“Angie gave me the glare -- the one that promised retribution, lameness, death, and worst of all, withholding of sexual favors, all… — Giacomo Giammatteo Death Copy Share Image
“Mamma’s mouth turned down at the sides, like it did when she felt bad. “I know, Domenico, but it doesn’t make it… — Giacomo Giammatteo Copy Share Image
