peacocks, she waited for
Pietro Crespi to be unable to
bear the urges of his heart and
more. Her day came with the
ill-fated October rains. Pietro
Crespi took the sewing basket
from her lap and he told her,
Well get married next month.
Amaranta did not tremble at
the contact with his icy
hands. She withdrew hers like
a timid little animal and went
back to her work.
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