This story is by Alice The Greatest and was part of our 2018 Summer Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here.
Godfather ipsum dolor sit amet. Is that why you slapped my brother around in public? Te salut, Don Corleone. I don’t feel I have to wipe everybody out, Tom. Just my enemies. You talk about vengeance. Is vengeance going to bring your son back to you? Or my boy to me?
Fredo, you’re my older brother, and I love you. But don’t ever take sides with anyone against the Family again. Ever. I don’t like violence, Tom. I’m a businessman; blood is a big expense. Never hate your enemies. It affects your judgment. I am sorry. What happened to your father was business. I have much respect for your father. But your father, his thinking is old-fashioned. You must understand why I had to do that. Now let’s work through where we go from here.
I see you took the name of the town. What was your father’s name? I have a sentimental weakness for my children and I spoil them, as you can see. They talk when they should listen. Never let anyone know what you are thinking. I want your answer and the money by noon tomorrow. And one more thing. Don’t you contact me again, ever. From now on, you deal with Turnbull.