Chapter 18 - THE OLD FERRARO CLUB
Saint Gabriel’s Hall had an upstairs room older men still called the club.
Technically a private dining room.
Historically?
More complicated.
I closed it for renovation when I was fifty-one.
Some relatives accused me of erasing history.
I kept photographs.
Ledgers.
Architectural details.
Removed the locked interior meeting door.
Added windows.
Turned half the room into foundation archive space.
Power dislikes daylight more than history does.
The Prima Figlia ledger went into that archive with a note explaining the custom and why it ended.
Marcella’s crossed-out name remained.
Scarlett’s name was never added.
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That was important.
She did not need to inherit the wound by appearing beneath it.
