Abby bit at her bottom lips softly until it started to bleed, a soft growl before pulling a small white napkin from her purse and blotting at it. The sound of the train stopping nearly stopped her heart. What would Concetta think? Would she welcome Abby back into her life? It'd been too damn long. She blotted her lip once more and shoved the napkin in her purse, her fingers running through her hair as nerve tore at her tummy. 

Seeing her sister as she first exited the train, Abby couldn't help me start to move quickly to her, her position in the syndicate forgotten and for a moment she was a child again, just wanting to embrace her best friend. Concetta's words freed her from worry and she smiled as she walked faster, pulling her sister into a tight hug. "Oh how I have waited for this moment for longer than you can imagine."

Concetta held her sister's embrace a while before stepping back and dabbing her eyes with a worn cotton hankerchief. "It has been far too long. How have you been? You look so fabulous, trying to out do me I see." 

Abby pulled out her own small white napkin and dabbed at her eyes. "It has and I'm wonderful. Mr. DeMarco is so great to work for. I think you're going to love him. Come.. let's get in the car and stop weeping here in public like two little old ladies." She nodded for the busman to assist them to the car and slipped him a $50 after he loaded them up. Abby slipped into the drivers seat and waited for her sister to get in. "Are you hungry or need anything before we head to the mansion?"

"I dont know about you my dear but I am not a bit old." Concetta winked and followed Abby out to the parking lot where she was stopped dumb struck as the man loaded her now very meager bag. "Mio Dio Abigail what a car is this?" Her accent began to slip once again but she didnt particularly care at the moment. "Where did you get such a thing?" Concetta opened the passenger side dore and opened it to find the inside just as prestine. It was so lovely she did not even want to sit; she felt so unkept next to it. 

"I see I have some things to get use to." With that Concetta sat down and gently shut her door, only them noticing the wholes and fraying of her gloves and quickly hiding them.

"I saved up for it for a few months and bought it in cash. We get paid very well for what we do and as I told you in my letter it isn't the most truthful of occupations, but it pays well and the Don has done a beautiful job of helping me clean up this area. People are more safe with us there than they were before regardless of our methods," Abby spoke as she pulled out into traffic.

"There are some great things about Miami that you're going to love as well. The beaches are beautiful and the night life is incredible, but I found this one street downtown that is near one of the smaller universities and there is a row of book stores like you wouldn't believe. I cannot wait to show it to you." She smiled at her sister and moved onto the large freeway, her car barely making a noise.

Concetta nodded as Abby spoke. She was somewhat aware of what her sister spoke of; no one of Little Italy could grow up not knowing. While their mother had been most adament about her daughter's not getting into crime there had not been much of an option for them. "I suppose he is like his uncle?"

Concetta had to admit she was nervous about begining a high standing job in such a line of work but she was also glad to be out of New York and with her sister where life was a bit more pleasant and of course there were beaches.

Abby shrugged her shoulders, "He is very much like his uncle and yet different. He is smooth and quite refined whereas his uncle was a bit more rough and willing to do things that only befitted himself. I couldn't be happier honestly." The drive was no more than twenty minutes from the train station and as Abigail pulled off the freeway she pointed to the top of the cliff where the large white mansion overlooked the sea. "That's home."

Concetta murmered in italian to herself and looked out at the beautiful home. "It is wonderful Abby. I..." She frowned then and blushed a bit. "I will look so out of place there."

Abby laughed with glee as she pulled up to the front of the large ornate home, her gaze turning to her sister as she shook her head, "No... you would fit in perfectly anywhere that I am present, my sister. Now that you are here I will never let you go again."