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“Thank you,” Gabriella replies while she keeps her arm wrapped around Mamma’s lower back.
“I’ll get us checked in,” Emilio says.
When Gabriella leads Mamma to a garden at the side of the hotel, Carlo and I follow behind them with Vito and Tommy sticking close to us.
“There are dark gray slate stones and green reeds and plants. It’s so pretty here, Mamma,” she tells my mother. “Try to picture paradise. That’s what it feels like.”
Christ, I chose the perfect wife. She’s so good with Mamma.
Gabriella points to the right of the hotel. “When I checked the surrounding area on Tripadvisor, it said there’s an aquarium. Can we visit it?”
“Sure,” I mutter.
“And there’s a market that’s open on Saturdays,” she mentions. “I’d like to get some souvenirs.”
“Okay, amore mia.”
“And there’s a scratch patch where a person can get all kinds of crystals and stones. It’s only an hour’s drive away.”
I nod. “Whatever you want.”
Gabriella lets go of Mamma and moves closer to me. Vito quickly hooks my mother’s arm through his and leads her into the hotel lobby.
My wife wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me down for a kiss. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you get plenty of rest,” she assures me before pressing her lips to mine once more.
“We’re all set,” Emilio says. “I just have to take the cars down to the parking area.”
The four extra guards I brought along on the trip go with Emilio so they can bring the luggage to our rooms.
Another African man gestures at a golf cart. “I’ll drive you to your rooms.”
I let Gabriella and Mamma get on first before I take a seat beside my wife.
Vito sits next to Mamma, and Tommy grabs the seat beside the driver.
As we’re driven around the side of the hotel, I have to admit, Emilio has outdone himself. Passing over a wooden bridge, we find ourselves on an island where the rooms are hidden between thick greenery, and seagulls cry overhead.
It really feels like paradise.
The golf cart comes to a stop, and to our right is a restaurant and pool area that has a zen feel to it.
“Your mother will stay on the ground floor, and we’ve given Mr. and Mrs. Falco the room above her so you’re close to each other,” the concierge explains.
“Thank you,” Gabriella murmurs as she glances at our surroundings. “It’s so beautiful and peaceful here.”
The concierge unlocks the door to Mamma’s suite, and when we walk inside, he explains where everything is.
I glance at Vito, and he quickly steps forward to handle the concierge while I walk out onto a small veranda that has a stunning view of the waterway that encircles the island.
Once the concierge leaves, I watch as Gabriella leads Mamma through the suite, explaining in detail where everything is.
I pull out a chair by a small round table and sit down, not wanting to rush the women.
With my eyes following them, I’m once again struck by how amazing Gabriella is with Mamma.
She was made for me.
She’s my better half in every way.
