Chapter 102

           

           TheendofJulycame,andmythirty-fifthbirthdaywithit.Wayanthrewabirthdaypartyformeinhershop,quiteunlikeanyIhaveeverexperiencedbefore.WayanhaddressedmeinatraditionalBalinesebirthdaysuit-abrightpurplesarong,astraplessbustierandalonglengthofgoldenfabricthatshewrappedtightlyaroundmytorso,formingasheathsosnugIcouldbarelytakeabreathoreatmyownbirthdaycake.Asshewasmummifyingmeintothisexquisitecostumeinhertiny,darkbedroom(crowdedwiththebelongingsofthethreeotherlittlehumanbeingswholivetherewithher),sheasked,notquitelookingatme,butdoingsomefancytuckingandpinningofmaterialaroundmyribs,"YouhaveprospecttomarryingFelipe?"

           "No,"Isaid."Wehavenoprospectsformarrying.Idon’twantanymorehusbands,Wayan.AndIdon’tthinkFelipewantsanymorewives.ButIlikebeingwithhim."

           "Handsomeontheoutsideiseasytofind,buthandsomeontheoutsideandhandsomeontheinside-thisnoteasy.Felipehasthis."

           Iagreed.

           Shesmiled."Andwhobringthisgoodmantoyou,Liz?Whoprayedeverydayforthisman?"

           Ikissedher."Thankyou,Wayan.Youdidagoodjob."

           Wecommencedtothebirthdayparty.Wayanandthekidshaddecoratedthewholeplacewithballoonsandpalmfrondsandhandwrittensignswithcomplex,run-onmessageslike,"Happybirthdaytoaniceandsweetheart,toyou,ourdearestsister,toourbelovedLadyElizabeth,HappyBirthdaytoyou,alwayspeacetoyouandHappyBirthday.

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