one Sunday when Father
Nicanor was lunching at the
house and the whole family
sitting at the table spoke of
the solemnity and splendor
that religious ceremonies
would acquire when the
church was built, Amaranta
said: The luckiest one will be
Rebeca. And since Rebeca
did not understand what she
meant, she explained it to her
with an innocent smile:
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