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The bridge was open. “Here is my card. Marry, come up! I'll see who's to be obeyed. “I tell my Mom everything. How I envied Gianfrancesco on his wedding night, how I writhed in agony just thinking 171 about his intimacies with you! Then you became pregnant, and there he was, posturing and gloating like the rest of the family, my divinations of a boy in your womb pronounced. Once she stopped in front of a mirror and looked at herself thoughtfully. She succumbed to cancer of the breast at age forty-three, it was slow and wasting. ‘She didn’t behave in the least like an émigré, if these people are anything to go by.
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