67. It Seems Like a Promise
Amelia
I'm arriving home, exhausted from the outing. Last night, the party ended in the early morning, but I was too embarrassed to tell my boss that I couldn't join them for the tour. Franco's mom was wonderful; it's clear she's a very good person. And as for Franco, despite always being serious and sarcastic, he was pleasant company. I'm about to put my bag on the couch when my phone starts ringing. I check to see who's calling, and it's Giusseppe. I feel a bit embarrassed to answer. I walk around the living room, trying to delay. The call ends, but he calls again. I know I have no other choice, so I answer.
"Hello?" I try to sound normal. The silence on the other end tells me he's upset.
"Hello. Didn't you want to answer? Your boss told me you just got of
