04-14-2008, 12:26 AM
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Giuseppe's question, had he asked when they lived in Italy, might not have hurt. She would have overlooked it but for some reason, it hurt her to be asked that. She survived so many months without him and even a month or two without her son. "Sì, Giuseppe. Ho sopravvissuto di propria iniziativa fuori qui. Ho rotto la mia gamba... e sono dipeso dalla terra," she said, her voice low, and looking up at him. It was like she was going back to her roots, almost, depending on the land to feed her rather than markets like Italy. It was different, by far, but she was ready. "Sarà più facile con lei," she added. Maria didn't want him to go back, not with out her, but she wanted to stay here and face a new set of challenges.
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