“You wantme to go eat in the dark?” He looked back up at her, still not quite sure what that meant.
“Yes, that’s what I say! Go!”
“What time am I supposed to be there?”
“Now. Go, now!”
“Nonna, I need to shower. I have grease on my shirt.”
“No, no, no! It’s fine. It’s dark. You go!”
Josh sighed knowing that this was a losing battle. He had no clue what this was going to be like but he also knew that there was no way he could say no to Nonna. She said go, so he went.