Chapter 62

“You’re what?” Christian chuckled in disbelief and looked at Lucio, hoping he’d say it was all a joke, but it wasn't.

Lucio observed the reactions on his son’s faces and took a deep breath. “I’m sick...I’m dying.” He repeated himself.

“Stage four lung cancer...I’m dying.” He spoke once again, looking right into Christian's eyes. “I-I don’t understand.” He stuttered.

Lucio took a deep breath and looked at Gio’s pained expression before his head turned towards Enzo.

“You not getting along is enough to kill me...but I don’t want to leave like this.” He raised his voice at Enzo, who had tears running down his face.

“Why would you tell us this right now?” Gio spoke while Christian felt as if his own life had ended upon hearing the news. “Can’t you get treatment?” He stammered as Lucio shook his head. “I can’t.”

“How long before...” Gio tried to hide his tears. “Could be weeks, months, could be years—but we must be prepared for the worst.” Lucio sighed.