Chapter 41. Confessions of an Alpha-holic

"I'm not keeping you from anything, am I?" Dante frowns, watching me fidget. I have an eye on the grandfather clock, slowly ticking away in the corner of the room. It's close to midnight. Dad and Uncle Jerry will be going insane. "Of course not, silly. You have my undivided attention." I reply with a wink. Dante's usual chuckle at my cheesy lines are gone. Sat before me, is a stone-faced and slightly on edge, Dante Pelosi. Whatever he wants to tell me, it's enough to wipe that signature, mischievous grin off his face. "So, where do I start...I have so much to tell you." Dante smooths his jeans nervously, looking to me for some inspiration. "How about the beginning? Whatever you want to say; it must have a starting point." I state the obvious with a smile, trying to get him started. "Good point. Okay. Err-- stop me if anything gets confusing. And, bear with me. I'm not very good at this emotional stuff." He tr