Warmth of Home

SERAFINA

I laughed.

Matteo reached over and lightly hit Dante on the back of the head.

“You little rascal,” he said. “I’m only letting you win because I liked you.”

Then he leaned forward, gripping his controller.

“Now let me play for real and see you running back to Mommy.”

Dante stuck his tongue out at him. Matteo looked at him seriously, but Dante only smiled back before suddenly grabbing him t