My birthday was on May first. “Poor Lucy!” Cathy exclaimed as she rushed in the door, umbrella sheathed. They bickered frequently now as Gianfrancesco protested the prices of things like funeral candles and poultices to comfort the dying. He had done his best, pitching with determined fury that resulted in two outs. 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. The girl is in it as deeply as he is. My mother really wants to meet you.
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