Lost to Cherry Trees and the Wrong Man
The news that Angelo Rizzo was becoming the new Don of Brucklin District had spread throughout the entire family.
Everyone knew except me, Lila Bennett, his fiancee.
He had always thought I was childish, like an irritating tail he couldn't shake off, sticking to him wherever he went.
"I've only managed to bag Brucklin District all thanks to Cyrus." The study door was ajar as the scent of cigar smoke drifted out along with his voice.
"Lila? Why bring her up? She's annoying. Like a piece of gum stuck to your hair."
I crouched on the hallway carpet, lost in thought.
Before, it was always Angelo leaving first and me realizing it too late. This time, I wanted to surprise him by going to Brucklin ahead of him. When he saw me there first, he'd realize that I was smart.
But the next day, at the bus station, when the driver asked where I was going, I mixed Brucklin and Mannattan up.
The driver grew impatient. Afraid he'd call me an idiot like Angelo would, I hurriedly shove the money at him.
"To Mannattan! I'm going to Mannattan District!"