#whatcouldthisbe

[mizziests3]

things got carried away while the kids were asleep and now ? !

[gabyglifestyle]

#whatcouldthisbe? #cranberries? Or... ? https://www.instagram.com/p/B72sVU6AB6X/?igshid=vklurm79d553

[spookymagoo]

The mind boggles 🤔... #WhatCouldThisBe

[technomancystudios]

Looks like somebody didn’t make it.

[dysonstarr]

Hmmm??? I wonder what this could be?? #buildabear #whatcouldthisbe #staytuned #imaygrowolderbutirefusetogrowup #bigkid https://www.instagram.com/p/BmEBSegA5Zs/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=odss30kb36a0

[tcb5]

I still love seeing this engraved #Thecrummyboysshop #madeinMinnesota #Minnesota #TCB5 #whatcouldthisbe #corporategifts #gifts (at The Crummy Boys Shop, Inc)

[zengmar]

friday night woooooo #weekend #crochet #experimenting #planning #whatcouldthisbe #yarn http://ift.tt/2q5p5e0

[j-rgenovese]

What could this be *Flash-back* // Joseph & Reese &Michael

Location: Corleone, Italy

Place/Setting: Joseph's old family home

Time: CET

Additional notes: A small flashback to their time in Corleone, where Reese and Joseph start up a friendship. Where Joseph and Michael learn something new about Reese, while teaching him how Italian men work. This is before the chaos, and the shootings of course, before they reach Caponi.

Crossing that same bridge again, the very one he decided his life and what was to become of Joseph R. Genovese. The days he remembered were the ones where he made some of the most important decisions of his life, happened on this very bridge, it all meant something to him, returning home meant everything to him. Sometimes, Joseph missed it, the feeling of being back home where he remembered moments of his childhood, moments when friendships started, and love was built, oh Joseph really did miss this place, New York, his empire could never hold anything to his place, never. He was home.

The landscaping was still the same, after all of these years, their car came to a stop and Joseph waited the short few minutes before the driver opened his door. Just like old times, only someone wasn't here to greet him like all those old times. His old man, Joseph stepped out of the car, looking ahead to the long brick pathway leading to the grand doors of the manor. His father would always step through those door, sick and weak, he would always meet him there at the door. Just the familiar feeling was enough, this time.

"Reese I think you'll enjoy this place as well, think of this as me really welcoming you into the family.." Because no one Joseph had working for him ever accompanied him to his birth place, his home, where Joseph got his start. Yes, Sean had been here as well, actually stayed under this very roof as a child and as an adult, for awhile before he moved to New York to permanently work for Joseph, he was in a way like a son to him, always would be. But Sean had other matters to tend to, other important missions to take care of, so for the time being he knew his empire was in good hands he knew he left it to those that would not fail him. 

There in the house was still his some of great relatives, his mother and today some of Michael's uncles. This was something that rarely happened, but it was also rare the two bosses themselves made the trip here. How sad was it, that it took the threat of an old family, old blood to bring them back here. He gave Reese the signal to grab what was needed, his uncles had advice for him and he would value their words.

[protoje]

Watching the master.. Sir Robbie Shakespeare #whatcouldthisbe #moremusic