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he might faint.
Doña Mercedes says, “Sit.”
Doña Carmela does not move.
The widow smiles.
“Or stand. I do not mind watching guilty people tire.”
Sofía whispers, “Mama, what is happening?”
No one answers her.
Francisco looks at you.
“Señorita Elena, I read the letter you gave me. I ask your permission to speak openly.”
Your heart pounds.
“Yes.”
He turns to the continue reading …
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