It's 9:30 in the evening and Giovanni and I have just put Gianna to bed. It's later than her usual bedtime but it's a Friday and we watched a Disney movie where she was starting to fall asleep halfway through. Giovanni, like the other night, sits on the floor beside her bed and just watches her for a while. He's been doing a lot of staring today, actually, just staring at nothing, then he snaps out of it when he catches himself.
I figure he'd stay a while longer there, so I leave for my bedroom, intending to pick up a few things to bring downstairs, tidying up here and there as I reach my nightstand to grab an empty glass when I sense his presence behind me. Glancing over my shoulder, Giovanni stands at the threshold, looking around my room without actually seeing. It's as if his mind is somewhere else.
