Alessandro

“Delete the fucking group, Carlo!” I blurted out as I saw my lazy brother sitting in the kitchen, eating what looked like the whole delicatessen section of Walmart.

“What’s your problem? You don’t need to contribute to it anymore, and if you do, then I’ll do it for you. Ok?”

I shook my head, because he wasn’t listening. I headed to Adolfo’s room to get him in on this conversation. Enough was enough. We didn’t need to have anything more to do with them, neither Bianca nor her dad.

“Adolfo, come out so we can have this out.”

Adolfo shook his head. “Nope. I’m shooting hoops with the guys. You and Carlo figure it out. You know me, I’m easy. Whatever you decide, I’m down with it.”

Adolfo, the voice of no reason. He never took sides, always backing out whenever there was a confrontation between me and Carlo… which was most of the time.

“Fine, be a chicken!”

He ignored me as he sighed, rolled his eyes, and then stormed out of the door.

“Just leaves you and me,” Carlo said. “Can we talk