Recalled To Life novel Chapter 8

Still here..."

Adriano continued to sing in his singular voice with the guitar in his hand, leaning on his slightly raised knee. Tears choked my throat, I wiped my eyes and chin with the palm of my hand, and after rummaging in my purse, I found a crumpled handkerchief and wiped my leaky nose. "It's so powerful," I apologized.

It was close to midnight when the crowd began to leave, and we were pushed out by the dispersing masses when suddenly the two soldiers appeared in front of us. "Want to go have a drink and smoke a cigarette?" Rosario asked.

We exchanged glances, "Yes, why not?" Patty hurried to answer.

We started walking towards the long-covered arcade. "Let's go up to the church," Rosario suggested and started walking at a brisk pace and up the thousands of stairs, "Let's see who comes first," Salvatore said and started running up the stairs. After a few minutes of challenging climbing, we stopped, panting and coughing. The view from higher up was amazing, the city shining in the sparkles of the variety of lights and the stream of cars that left a long trail of lights that resembled a fire snake.

"Let's smoke; we have American cigarettes," Rosario said, taking a new box from his pocket.

We sat down on the porch bench. Rosario lit a cigarette, and with it, lit one after the other and handed us the cigarettes one by one. I took a deep breath into my lungs and started coughing like crazy, "Slowly, slowly, you don't have to finish your cigarette with two puffs; enjoy the slow-smoking," he said to us and pulled a bottle of some liquor from the back pocket of his pants.

Everything was dark and quiet; only the city's flickering lights and the intense sound of the speakers from the show still echoing in our heads were the backdrops to the display we caught from the dark stairs leading to the church of San Luca.

"We'll turn the bottle on the floor, and whoever gets it pointed at him will have to sip from it," Rosario said, ordering us to sit on the floor in a circle.

In the first round, Rosario came out himself. He took a decent sip and turned again. Now the head of the bottle pointed at me. I opened the cork and tasted a little on the tip of my tongue. "Take a sip; what are you tasting?" I poured a sip down my throat and almost choked; the alcohol burned inside me, I could not talk. "Fine, we can see, you're an experienced drinker," Rosario laughed. He did not know that I was just trying to make a big impression, and this was the first time I had smoked and drunk such heavy liquor. The bottle turned and fell on Rosario again, "I'm giving my turn to Patty; otherwise, I will finish the bottle," he said and handed it to Patty. Salvatore grabbed the bottle and said, "Go away, move on; we’ll make sure to finish what's left."

Rosario pulled me by the hand, "Let's leave them alone."

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