Chapter 68

“Several,” Modesto said.

“Good. As soon as he’s cleared for light duty, why don’t you put him to work?”

“Count on it, Marco.”

“Thanks.”

When I got home, the ladies were in the boys’ room. Mrs. Rosati was sitting on the floor with the boys, and her mother was perched on a footstool nearby.

“Where’s Dani?” I said.

“Last time I looked in on him,” Mrs. Rosati said, “he was asleep in one of the chaise lounges on the terrace outside the master bedroom.”

“I’m not surprised—that’s one of his favorite spots.”

The boys were clamoring for my attention, so I sat down on the floor for a few minutes and joined them. “I’ll play with you for a bit, guys,” I said, “then I have to go check up on Papa Dani. I might even take a nap.”

I played with them until I began to yawn; then I got up and went to the master bedroom. I walked out onto the terrace and saw that Dani was sleeping peacefully, so I settled down on another of the lounge chairs and closed my eyes.