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           "Isayprayersforhissouleverydaysohegoupthere."Shepointedheavenward.Shesaidthiswithanimpishsmile,asifsheweresubvertingherhusband’swillinsomeway,orasifitwerealosingcause.Itwassaidjokinglyalmost,inhergrim,Italian,oldcronefashion.Andasalwayswhenherhusbandwasnotpresent,therewasanattitudeofdisrespecttothegreatDon.

           "Howisyourhusbandfeeling?"Kayaskedpolitely.

           MamaCorleoneshrugged."He’snotthesamemansincetheyshothim.HeletsMichaeldoallthework,hejustplaysthefoolwithhisgarden,hispeppers,histomatoes.Asifheweresomepeasantstill.Butmenarealwayslikethat."

           LaterinthemorningConnieCorleonewouldwalkacrossthemallwithhertwochildrentopayKayavisitandchat.KaylikedConnie,hervivaciousness,herobviousfondnessforherbrotherMichael.ConniehadtaughtKayhowtocooksomeItaliandishesbutsometimesbroughtherownmoreexpertconcoctionsoverforMichaeltotaste.

           Nowthismorningassheusuallydid,sheaskedKaywhatMichaelthoughtofherhusband,Carlo.DidMichaelreallylikeCarlo,asheseemedto?CarlohadalwayshadalittletroublewiththeFamilybutnowoverthelastyearshehadstraightenedout.Hewasreallydoingwellinthelaborunionbuthehadtoworksohard,suchlonghours.CarloreallylikedMichael,Conniealwayssaid.Butthen,everybodylikedMichael,justaseverybodylikedherfather.MichaelwastheDonalloveragain.ItwasthebestthingthatMichaelwasgoingtoruntheFamilyoliveoilbusiness.