“Both my parents were Italian immigrants. We grew up in the Marlboro projects. My dad was a butcher. He was very ‘old country.’ I don’t think he once told me that he was proud of me. But it didn’t bother me. He taught me that you have to earn every single thing you get in life. On my twenty-fifth birthday, my Dad ran into one of my coworkers. I’d just been promoted to deputy foreman. They told him how great of a job I was doing. My dad came home, grabbed me by the neck, pulled me toward him, and kissed me on the forehead. There were tears in his eyes. He told me how proud he was of me. And that meant more to me than anything I’d done until then. It’ll probably be another twenty-five years before I hear it again.”
My favorite thing from all your fics is Yuuri's retorts to Victor's Extra tendencies. Seriously, the way you write your character dialogues gives me life, witty and the humor touch is 1000% me. I love every single of your fics and I can't wait to read the latest one! (once the last chapter is out because I like to binge in one go rather than waiting, I'm terrible, I know : ( ) Thank you for writing such great fics!!!