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Chapter 1

           SpeciallybakedbyNazorine,itwascleverlydecoratedwithshellsofcreamsodizzyinglydeliciousthatthebridegreedilypluckedthemfromthecorpseofthecakebeforeshewhizzedawayonherhoneymoonwithherblondgroom.TheDonpolitelyspedhisguests’departure,notingmeanwhilethattheblacksedanwithitsFBImenwasnolongervisible.

           FinallytheonlycarleftinthedrivewaywasthelongblackCadillacwithFreddieatthewheel.TheDongotintothefrontseat,movingwithquickcoordinationforhisageandbulk.Sonny,MichaelandJohnnyFontanegotintothebackseat.DonCorleonesaidtohissonMichael,"Yourgirlfriend,she’llgetbacktothecitybyherselfallright?"

           Michaelnodded."Tomsaidhe’dtakecareofit."DonCorleonenoddedwithsatisfactionatHagen’sefficiency.

           Becauseofthegasrationingstillineffect,therewaslittletrafficontheBeltParkwaytoManhattan.InlessthananhourtheCadillacrolledintothestreetofFrenchHospital.DuringtherideDonCorleoneaskedhisyoungestsonifhewasdoingwellinschool.Michaelnodded.ThenSonnyinthebackseataskedhisfather,"Johnnysaysyou’regettinghimsquaredawaywiththatHollywoodbusiness.Doyouwantmetogooutthereandhelp?"

           DonCorleonewascurt."Tomisgoingtonight.Hewon’tneedanyhelp,it’sasimpleaffair."

           SonnyCorleonelaughed."Johnnythinksyoucan’tfixit,that’swhyIthoughtyoumightwantmetogooutthere."

           DonCorleoneturnedhishead."Whydoyoudoubtme?"heaskedJohnnyFontane.

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