Marriage in Santa Lucia

Abstract

A few nights before her daughter Fabiana’s wedding, Dida and I were trying to predict which young woman would be next to get married. “If it is you,” Dida said to me, “I’ll tell you to wait and put it off for as long as you can!” “Why?” I asked. Dida looked at me and lowered her voice: “Maya, married life is a risky business. If I could do it all over again, I would not get married. Fabiana, poor creature, doesn’t know what is in front of her. It is only afterwards that you see how life changes.”