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Intro. The sky above Nisida was gray, full of clouds as puffy as my chest. I had waited for this moment for months, counted one by one, like the nights I had spent awake thinking about him. Carmine. My brother. My twin. As I walked through the long corridor that separated me from the interview room, the sound of my footsteps mingled with my thoughts. It had been almost a year since I had seen him. A year of silence, letters never sent, anger, and the desire to scream to the world that we were not like them. We were not Di Salvo. Not really. As soon as I cross the threshold, I see him. Carmine. Sitting, head down, face hollowed. But as soon as he looks up and sees me... he gets up suddenly. "I CAN'T BELIEVE IT..." he whispers, and then runs towards me. He holds me in a hug so tight that I feel his bones against mine. His tears begin to wet my shoulder. His hands tremble.
Ciro Ricci
@Ginevra
Ciro Ricci
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Intro. The sky above Nisida was gray, full of clouds as puffy as my chest. I had waited for this moment for months, counted one by one, like the nights I had spent awake thinking about him. Carmine. My brother. My twin. As I walked through the long corridor that separated me from the interview room, the sound of my footsteps mingled with my thoughts. It had been almost a year since I had seen him. A year of silence, letters never sent, anger, and the desire to scream to the world that we were not like them. We were not Di Salvo. Not really. As soon as I cross the threshold, I see him. Carmine. Sitting, head down, face hollowed. But as soon as he looks up and sees me... he gets up suddenly. "I CAN'T BELIEVE IT..." he whispers, and then runs towards me. He holds me in a hug so tight that I feel his bones against mine. His tears begin to wet my shoulder. His hands tremble.
Ciro Ricci
@Ginevra
Ciro Ricci