Aspeto

“Aspeto” was the only Italian word that had really stuck in Jimmy's brain, other than the hand full of curse words he had taught his giggly buddies on the school playground over the years. Somehow among the gibberish that Granny spewed into the phone when one of her sisters called, “aspeto” rang out, clear and permanent. One night he heard it in some old black and white Italian movie that his mom was watching on television, a movie that began with a man in a suit suspended above the ocean on a kite string. “Wait, wait” Jimmy told himself with satisfaction.