Note: Greetings dear readers. This fiction takes place a little over two
years after the last heist in the movie. Dominic is MIA after escaping but
the others return home, safely, after Brian manages to get them off the
hook. Now, I make no claim to the creation of the characters from TFATF or
anything closely related to the motion picture. All others are mine and you
cannot have them. unless you ask nicely LOL.
Dominic. Her long lasting crush had begun when she heard that name. She had just turned eight. He was eleven. She had been sitting on her front porch, two houses up on the left, eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. She heard yelling and then a door slam, and then he appeared. A bronze God in the making, crossing his yard and seething through his teeth as his mother demanded that he pick up the groceries from the little market on 62nd street while on his way home from ball.
"Hey! Dominic Antonio! I am talking to you!" his mother had yelled. Letty watched him throw his shirt down on the ground and storm off. What the big deal was, she never knew. Maybe he was just embarrassed. Maybe it was someone else's job and he just didn't feel like doing it. He continued to storm away as she rattled off at him in Italian.
"Dominic," Letty had said, softly to herself. As if he'd heard her, Dom looked over. He slowed and watched her numbly bite into her bread, and then he smirked. He gave her a small wave and chuckled. Letty chewed, open mouthed and shyly waved back.
She wouldn't see him again for another week until Mia marched over to her house after Sunday mass. She banged on the screen door and peered in nosily as Letty thundered down the stairs. She stopped and hung back away from the little girl staring at her.
"Why are you wearing those clothes?" Mia had asked. Letty had been in jeans, an orange long sleeved t-shirt with navy stripes around the elbows, and all white Nike sneakers.
"Cause. Why are you wearing that?" she replied, pointing to Mia's frilly lemon and cream colored dress. She just laughed.
"I just got back from church. Wanna come to my house and play Nintendo?"
"Okay, lemmie tell my ma," Letty piped up.
From then on, the two were inseparable. That had been years ago and Letty and Mia, both very smart, were still very tender at the age of twenty-four. The two could still be found doing so much together. More than some best friends would've liked. But one thing was missing; Dominic.
Dominic. Her long lasting crush had begun when she heard that name. She had just turned eight. He was eleven. She had been sitting on her front porch, two houses up on the left, eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. She heard yelling and then a door slam, and then he appeared. A bronze God in the making, crossing his yard and seething through his teeth as his mother demanded that he pick up the groceries from the little market on 62nd street while on his way home from ball.
"Hey! Dominic Antonio! I am talking to you!" his mother had yelled. Letty watched him throw his shirt down on the ground and storm off. What the big deal was, she never knew. Maybe he was just embarrassed. Maybe it was someone else's job and he just didn't feel like doing it. He continued to storm away as she rattled off at him in Italian.
"Dominic," Letty had said, softly to herself. As if he'd heard her, Dom looked over. He slowed and watched her numbly bite into her bread, and then he smirked. He gave her a small wave and chuckled. Letty chewed, open mouthed and shyly waved back.
She wouldn't see him again for another week until Mia marched over to her house after Sunday mass. She banged on the screen door and peered in nosily as Letty thundered down the stairs. She stopped and hung back away from the little girl staring at her.
"Why are you wearing those clothes?" Mia had asked. Letty had been in jeans, an orange long sleeved t-shirt with navy stripes around the elbows, and all white Nike sneakers.
"Cause. Why are you wearing that?" she replied, pointing to Mia's frilly lemon and cream colored dress. She just laughed.
"I just got back from church. Wanna come to my house and play Nintendo?"
"Okay, lemmie tell my ma," Letty piped up.
From then on, the two were inseparable. That had been years ago and Letty and Mia, both very smart, were still very tender at the age of twenty-four. The two could still be found doing so much together. More than some best friends would've liked. But one thing was missing; Dominic.