Rooted (The Pagano Family Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
Carlo Sr. snatched the heart-shaped pillow out of Sabina’s hands and held it to his chest as Carmen helped him to his feet. “I’m not a cripple!” When he tried to jerk his arm from Carmen’s grasp, she held tight. It wasn’t so hard to do—moving his arms moved his chest, and that still hurt him. “Pop. If you don’t take the help you need, you could end up crippled. Just chill and don’t be such a baby.” “That’s the problem. You’re all treating me like a baby. There are too many damn women around.” Despite the grumbling, he stopped fighting her, and she led him out the kitchen door and onto the sun porch at Adele’s house. Which was his house, too, now. Carmen would never get used to that. Elsa, Carlo and Sabina’s dog, who went back and forth between the houses at will, followed and plopped nearby with a groan. She liked to be where the people were. Adele had gotten the chaise lounge out here set up for him, all his needs arrayed on a table at his side—his reading glasses, the latest editions of the Quiet Cove Clarion and the Providence Journal, a tall glass of decaffeinated iced tea, and his pill organizer.
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