Capone affectionately held her close and half-squatted in front of the tombstone, saying, "I brought you here today so my mom could see you. If she were still alive, she would surely like you. She was famous for her skillful hands; she excelled at knitting sweaters and cooking, and even learned some craft skills from Marvin to make little accessories.
Later, when she married my dad and moved to America for a while, she learned to make Western dishes and bake cakes. Everything I wore and ate was arranged by my mom herself. Even for the other brothers, only my mom truly understood and cared for us. The cakes and breads she made were delicious, especially the pies she baked for holidays. I still remember that taste."
Sophia nestled against him.
"What happened later?"
