Chapter Thirty One

‘I have nothing for you.’ She sobbed, ‘I feel so selfish after all you gave me over the holidays. I can never thank you enough for your hospitality.’ Anna’s mother enveloped her in yet another maternal hug, she had been very tactile as had all of Anna’s relatives, they were a typical loud, loving Italian family and included Gabriella in everything. ‘Child your gift to us was reminding us of the true spirit of Christmas, that we are Blessed and because of that we must give a little back to those in need at this time of family and friends. You came to church and you worshipped with us, that is all the thanks we needed Gabriella.’ She was