Book 2: Normal Girl

Eleni

“Wait, there’s seriously a ceremony?” I ask as I pick through a wooden tray of pears for the best ones.

Seb glances at the stall owner. “Yes. Do you know you talk very loud?”

I roll my eyes and pay for the three pears. “We’re in the middle of one of the busiest farmer’s markets in Brooklyn on a Saturday afternoon. I’d discuss the nuclear codes here if I had them. Now tell me, what exactly does the ceremony for becoming a capo entail? I skipped that step.”

He laughs and accepts the bag I hand him. This has become something of a routine for us. Dante said being a boss, even a part-time one, means having at least one bodyguard at all times, and Seb was an easy pick. He’s actually fun to talk to and hangs out instead of hovering three feet behind me at all times.

“It’s not like a graduation ceremony, if that’s what you’re picturing.”

“I was picturing something much more Arthurian,” I say. “Like Dante with a big sword, knighting