O is to cry along    of t tears, and I, too, beat my    m and    ty maiden beside me, leaning on ely different frame of mind, I ouciful life. If I could cry like t once a , I mig o roam treets all day just to make ends meet, fet being mocked for my ermouther.

        I like social gat to my ’s tent, and, at time, fet t I’m t dy, marzipan bread and fruit leat and tea-cup pastries of circumcision ceremonies; drinking sour-c at celebrations an in ting everyt ossing do by t wakes.

        I quietly slipped into t on my s doairs. Before I turned into t odd noise ing t to table. I took a feeps in t dire and glanced io discover t S and Oried up t of painting e grandfats and brusry to escape,    said and slapped the boy.

        “My dear o    eac?” I said in a voice as velvety as I could muster.

        “Mind your own affairs!” S sed.

        I noticed tened, blond-er of tormenting standing beside tever reason, I felt for ely. Fet about it, noher!

        In tc me suspiciously.

        “I’ve cried myself dry, er.”

        Sly. Before I drank it, I stared into her eyes, swollen from weeping.

        “Poor Enised. “People’s mout like bags t    be chere was foul play involved.”

        In an exaggerated gesture, s oes. ted    looking at me said, “May God protect us from baseless slander.”

        gesture firmed    to ruth.

        “’s going on?” I asked abruptly, w.

        Indecisive ood t ty over Ser Enis    tears.

        “’s to bee of me, now?” she said.

        “S of giving neing up ts of o smell anot eachem.

        tling off ant from turists divisios over; t’s from t- oerrupted her.

        “Kalbiye, te Elegant Effendi’s    e to offer    send    send any her!”

        Sco t of tairs. I folloo e.

        “t Effendi and my fat’s funeral,    to t to know w’s going on,” Shekure said.

        “I’ll g,” I said, anticipating Ss.

        Since I kept our c brief, syard bit into us, ood t moving. Afterroked my beautiful Shekure’s hair.

        “Esther, I’m afraid,” she said.

        “My dear, don’t be afraid,” I said. “Every cloud has a silver lining. Look, you’re finally married.”

        “But I’m not sure I did t t’s     near me. I spent t beside my unfortuher.”

        S me in a    said, You uand w I mean.

        “ your    to you.”

        tely opee and read, but time s tell me    tained.

        S to be discreet;    alone in tyard er, reattacter of t m, he women m inside. Meanwhile, hayriye

        came out of to open t, “tyard gate.

        “It’s been quite some time sihe heavens.”

        S t sky, recited a long prayer.

        I suddenly felt so distant aranged from S it    . As soon as sty Sionately on both cheeks.

        “Esthis world for me or my children.”

        It pleased me t s mention her new husband’s name.

        “Go to Elegant Effendi’s alk casually to    send us any    me knoely .”

        “Do you have any messages for hasan?” I said.

        I felt embarrassed, not because I’d asked tion, but because I couldn’t look o cover up my embarrassment, I stopped    sacaste. “And too.”

        It made me o see Sly as if everything were happening as planned.

        I grabbed my bundle a. I’d taken no more teps reet.    e from tell from    te pleased    to dampen s, I left treet, eable roor Mos suc sadness upon me    I invariably fot I’d been co find a buyer for ty.

        t Effendi’s    provoked no sadness. I    in and out of ted     and misery er and rebellion (altions). Kalbiye aken of t realized t to en my work.

        As ed o    all ors came to pity    o ness ly rejoi tter situations; tries s, but    straigo t of tter foing any floalk. ernoon, just as Kalbiye    to take a soling nap ake no i i silks from C eveend to open my bundle, but came rigo t and described teary-eyed S ened So t s your feelings, he same sorrow,” I said.

        Arrogantly, Kalbiye firmed t s asked after S visited to express o prepare and send any    s ceal: t t ment     of entry t your sted Esttempted to discover tances of Kalbiye’s anger.

        It didn’t take long for Kalbiye to admit t s e Eniso trated manuscript    in peace,    agreed to ra silver s, but because Enis aions Eniso gild ed pages into full-blorations, pictures moreover t bore to lose sig and    Effendi, siously added t all ts arose gradually rat once, and since poor Elegant Effendi never found anyt ant sacrilege, o dismiss ed     uled    as    certain sdrels at te devotion to tood very    t of envy of alent and artistry.

        A large, glimmering tear slid from Kalbiye’s gleaming eye do opportunity, yood-ed Esto find Kalbiye a better ly lost.

        “My late    often siously. “Based o everyt of trations t took o Enis night.”

        te and S to mention t Enis me from ted anoty bet my merciless matc Suation    Kalbiye knoly :

        “Sold me to tell you t if ss to say t ser and as a o t te Elegant Effendi left    nigion e Effendi? Did you ever sider t ’ve been going to meet somebody else?”

        “this was found on his person,” she said.

        Sained embroidery needles, pieces of clot.

        ook up t, I say of s er. I’d just determined s.

        “ late Elegant Effendi only did gilding work. o render a horse.”

        Your elderly Est tc s quite make anythem.

        “If I o take to Se pleased,” I said.

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