Chapter 2
As Don knocked on Vinnie's door Vinnie quickly shouted "Who is it?" Don replied "It's the Don!" he said. "Ok. Come on in," Vinnie replied Don opened the door slowly as the creeky hindges gave a loud creek that filled the air. Don walked in and saw Vinnie rocking back in a smooth chair, all relaxed. Don walked in front of him and said "Look Vinnie we need to have a little talk abo-" Vinnie cut him off and shouted "I know I'm stil mad," he said beging to weep " I'm still getting over the fact that you nasty person had to kill my father! I loved him so much and you took that away from me! I hate you and your stupid family!" There was a slight moment of clean silence but then, Vinnie broke down in tears. Don Vito was at his side to thankfully comfort him. "I'm sorry for saying all that. I didn't mean it...really!" Don said"I know it's ok everyone dose it,crying is a very natrual emotion.
Now how about you go to bead."Don was holding him "Ok," Vinnie quickly sniffled. Don put Vinnie to bed and he fell right to sleep. The rest of the night he listen to the rest of the Yankees versus the Athletics game."Bottom of the ninth...runners in the corners...two outs...Joe Damigio up...four to two Athletics lead," The announcer said "The wind up and the pitch...strike one!" Don couldn't stand the Yankees loosing "Dang it Joe hit the ball!" Don shouted "The wind up and the pitch.
stirike two" Don was starting to boil up like a pot of water on a hot stove."Come on!" Don shouted again. "The wind up and the pitch...he hit it! it's going..." Don rose off his chair "Yes!" the announcer countinued "It's...gone! Yankees win, Yankees win, Yankees win!" don was complietly off of his chair "Yes! We won!" Don eventually settled down. He turned the raidio off before he went to bed and tommorrow would be a nice,new day. When Don woke up it was about 4:00am and the sun was stil complitly down. He sat down stairs in the chair and started to think about what Vinnie would be like if he kept being as destructive and disturbed as he is right now. He thout about how he would be killing annonomous people left and right. If he kept being like this, to Don Vito,he would be a horrible and dangerous person. The time quickly flew by like an eagle catching a great fish in the sparkeling,blue ocean. Vinnie got out of bed at around 6:00am and to Don that's pretty early for some one his age. He crept quietly into the kitchen and whiped up some toast.
Don started to create some early morning conversation as he said "About last night, it wasn't that bad I mean, anyone could have predicted that you would break down like that sooner or later." Vinnie started to relive what egsacly what was going on. " Yeah, I know but it ust felt so weird to feal that way about those dreaded people." He started to get more angry the more he talked. " Egsacly, like I said it is very natrual to feal those feelings." Vinnie slowly topled into the chair next to his Uncle Don. For some very strange reason, there was a moment of silence between there very vivid conversation.