From Pizza to Pisa (Italy)

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Seeing the funny look on her sister’s face Anara mouthed Who is it Sam pointed at the phone and mouthed back Mom With their furrowed brows the 10-year-old identical twins really looked the same both expression-wise and with their flushed cheeks and frizzy blonde hair Ever since they got divorced three years ago Mom and Dad were polite to each other But they certainly didn’t just call up and chat for no reason Dad took his cell phone onto the small back patio Where’s Dad going Ollie wanted to know It’s freezing out there I guess he doesn’t want us to eavesdrop The walls are pretty thin here Samal answered About 20 minutes later Dad came back inside with a grin on his face The kids had been speculating about their parents conversation Were they discussing progress reports from school Plans for Christmas vacation The girls were dying to know what was going on Anara couldn’t keep quiet What’s up Why did Mom call We just got here last night We’ll talk over dinner Dad said Don’t stress Nothing bad is going on Ollie insisted that they finish their game But the girls were totally distracted to the point where Ollie won five rounds in a row Anara crowned him victor with an old plastic fruit wreath Oliver beamed though he looked ridiculous For dinner the Nylunds walked to their favorite pizzeria Grimaldi’s right under the Brooklyn Bridge Samal thought the restaurant choice was strange since they usually only went there for special occasions Once seated the girls said they couldn’t wait any longer for