Title: Activation Fandom: The Godfather Saga Characters: Connie Corleone, Carmela Corleone Rating: G Word Count: 236 Summary: Making a loaf of bread becomes a life lesson
All her young life, Connie had been instructed on her place- stay quiet, be a good girl, keep her virtue and when she was old enough meet a nice Italian boy, settle down, and have kids. It wasn’t like with her brothers who were ushered into secret rooms and taught the family business.
She whined about it to her mother one day when they were in the kitchen making bread. “I wish I was a boy.”
Her mother sighed. “Come here. You know what happens when you don’t add yeast to this mixture?”
Connie shook her head.
“Your bread stays flat. It goes nowhere. These little tiny bits of yeast feed off the dough and help it to rise, but the circumstances need to be right, the time needs to be right. You add a little sugar to the mix to help it along and you get yourself a nice loaf of bread. Stay in the background, listen to what’s said and don’t comment, at least not right away, then you wait and when it’s the right time, you set things into motion in your own quiet way. The men talk a good game, but there’s no rising to the top without us. Remember that.”
Years later, when her father and two of her brothers were gone and Michael was threatening to make the family legitimate, Connie realized that it was finally her time to act.
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Activation - The Godfather Saga - Connie & Carmela Corleone
Date: 2020-02-08 10:56 pm (UTC)Fandom: The Godfather Saga
Characters: Connie Corleone, Carmela Corleone
Rating: G
Word Count: 236
Summary: Making a loaf of bread becomes a life lesson
All her young life, Connie had been instructed on her place- stay quiet, be a good girl, keep her virtue and when she was old enough meet a nice Italian boy, settle down, and have kids. It wasn’t like with her brothers who were ushered into secret rooms and taught the family business.
She whined about it to her mother one day when they were in the kitchen making bread. “I wish I was a boy.”
Her mother sighed. “Come here. You know what happens when you don’t add yeast to this mixture?”
Connie shook her head.
“Your bread stays flat. It goes nowhere. These little tiny bits of yeast feed off the dough and help it to rise, but the circumstances need to be right, the time needs to be right. You add a little sugar to the mix to help it along and you get yourself a nice loaf of bread. Stay in the background, listen to what’s said and don’t comment, at least not right away, then you wait and when it’s the right time, you set things into motion in your own quiet way. The men talk a good game, but there’s no rising to the top without us. Remember that.”
Years later, when her father and two of her brothers were gone and Michael was threatening to make the family legitimate, Connie realized that it was finally her time to act.