Nicky Deuce: Home for the Holidays

Chapter One

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The sky was gray. The trees were bare. Winter had come to Carrington.

Nicholas Borelli II, also known as Nicky Deuce, stared out at the dim afternoon as the smell of his mother’s lentil soup rose through the house like a fog. It would be dinnertime soon.

Nicky sighed. Nothing interesting had happened that day. Nothing interesting would happen the next day. He closed his math book and went downstairs to eat.

Over dinner, his parents exchanged concerned looks.

“Nicholas, your mother and I have been talking,” his father said. “You miss Brooklyn, don’t you?”

Nicky said, “Kind of.”

“You miss Grandma Tutti, and Uncle Frankie. And your friend Tommy?”

“Yeah. We had fun this summer,” Nicky said.

His father nodded. “You’re not having much fun now, are you?”

“I have fun,” Nicky said. “Sometimes . . ... read full excerpt from: Nicky Deuce: Home for the Holidays ebook