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Tony looked at his family—Carmela, Meadow, AJ—huddled together in a booth. He realized then that the ducks weren't coming back. He had built a cage around his family, and the bars were made of his own sins. He raised a glass, the wine dark as blood. To the family, he said, his voice cracking.

As the rain began to pour, Tony found himself at Vesuvius, the doors locked against the storm. Artie Bucco let him in, his face a mask of pity and fear. They sat in the dark, eating pasta by candlelight while the lightning illuminated the empty tables. I_soprano_5x13

Outside, the sirens were getting louder, but for one last night, the walls held. Tony looked at his family—Carmela