April 30th, 2015
?Help me understand.?
?I?m trying, Jacob, but it would be easier if you weren?t giving me that look. I haven?t seen you for years and this is what I?m greeted with??
?What you?re greeted with? I get out and I find out my sister is a ghost. I thought you were dead! Then, when I find her, she?s? who are you again? Tonya??
?Antonia Salvato.?
?What the hell, Juliet!??
?Can you drop the Juliet? Honestly, I?m not that person anymore.?
?You?re not that- what the hell do you mean you?re not that person!? You don?t just get to decide you?re not yourself anymore!?
?It?s easier than you think.?
?It?s always been easy for you. Good to see some things don?t change and you?ve still got your lies.?
?Stories.?
?You?re a pathological liar.?
?Actually, I?ve looked up the definition and I?m not. Pathological liars tend to be unaware they?re relaying false stories.?
?So you?re just the normal sort of liar.?
?I guess so.?
?You guess so. Yeah, you guess so. What else have you been telling these people??
?Lots of things. Nothing.?
?Stop talking in circles! Be straight with me! What do these people know??
?My name is Antonia Salvato. I was born May 1st, 1990. My Father is a hardworking man-?
?Are you kidding me??
?Do you want to hear it or not??
?Fine. Continue.?
?My Father is a hardworking man who owns his own painting business and refuses to retire. My Mother is a housewife who taught me to cook same as her Mother taught her. They are madly in love to this day. I have a younger brother named Luca, such a lady killer. He got into cars early on in life as a hobby and I followed in his footsteps. My older brother?s name is Santino and he?s a cop. He?s married with two children, a boy and a girl. Around seventeen or so I fell in with the mafia. This shifted to specializing in being a transporter for majority of the families in Boston. After many years Santino discovered what I was and he told me to leave the city. He banished me, promising me that the family would never find out. And here I am. End scene. Roll credits.?
?That is? the most elaborate lie that I?ve ever heard. At least you remembered our birthday. Am I Luca? I can deal with being a lady killer. So long as you didn?t mean it in the literal sense.?
?Not in the literal sense. Luca is charming.?
?Right. Yet that means nothing because your fairytale parents were actually an abusive drunk who ditched us and his victim of a wife. What? That?s not as good of a story? And how the hell did we get an older brother? A cop!? Actually, if I?m getting answers here, let?s focus on the important one. What happened in Boston after I got pinched??
?It?s a long story, Jacob.?
?You got somewhere to be? I don?t. I want to know. What happened to you, Juliet??
?Antonia.?
?Speedy.?
?? That?s fair.?
?What happened??
?Help me understand.?
?I?m trying, Jacob, but it would be easier if you weren?t giving me that look. I haven?t seen you for years and this is what I?m greeted with??
?What you?re greeted with? I get out and I find out my sister is a ghost. I thought you were dead! Then, when I find her, she?s? who are you again? Tonya??
?Antonia Salvato.?
?What the hell, Juliet!??
?Can you drop the Juliet? Honestly, I?m not that person anymore.?
?You?re not that- what the hell do you mean you?re not that person!? You don?t just get to decide you?re not yourself anymore!?
?It?s easier than you think.?
?It?s always been easy for you. Good to see some things don?t change and you?ve still got your lies.?
?Stories.?
?You?re a pathological liar.?
?Actually, I?ve looked up the definition and I?m not. Pathological liars tend to be unaware they?re relaying false stories.?
?So you?re just the normal sort of liar.?
?I guess so.?
?You guess so. Yeah, you guess so. What else have you been telling these people??
?Lots of things. Nothing.?
?Stop talking in circles! Be straight with me! What do these people know??
?My name is Antonia Salvato. I was born May 1st, 1990. My Father is a hardworking man-?
?Are you kidding me??
?Do you want to hear it or not??
?Fine. Continue.?
?My Father is a hardworking man who owns his own painting business and refuses to retire. My Mother is a housewife who taught me to cook same as her Mother taught her. They are madly in love to this day. I have a younger brother named Luca, such a lady killer. He got into cars early on in life as a hobby and I followed in his footsteps. My older brother?s name is Santino and he?s a cop. He?s married with two children, a boy and a girl. Around seventeen or so I fell in with the mafia. This shifted to specializing in being a transporter for majority of the families in Boston. After many years Santino discovered what I was and he told me to leave the city. He banished me, promising me that the family would never find out. And here I am. End scene. Roll credits.?
?That is? the most elaborate lie that I?ve ever heard. At least you remembered our birthday. Am I Luca? I can deal with being a lady killer. So long as you didn?t mean it in the literal sense.?
?Not in the literal sense. Luca is charming.?
?Right. Yet that means nothing because your fairytale parents were actually an abusive drunk who ditched us and his victim of a wife. What? That?s not as good of a story? And how the hell did we get an older brother? A cop!? Actually, if I?m getting answers here, let?s focus on the important one. What happened in Boston after I got pinched??
?It?s a long story, Jacob.?
?You got somewhere to be? I don?t. I want to know. What happened to you, Juliet??
?Antonia.?
?Speedy.?
?? That?s fair.?
?What happened??