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once, your father’s voice has weight.
“Sit down, Carmela.”
She stares at him.
“You dare?”
He looks at her, and the twenty years of silence between them begin to crack.
“Yes,” he says. “For once, I dare.”
The room goes breathless.
Your mother sits, not because she wants to, but because Francisco is watching and servants are near.
Don Ignacio turns to Francisco.continue reading …
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